Roadside Tour Day One
June 3rd -- Sometime in the afternoon
Rhydin Rockfest Night One

The camera clicks on, immediately showing Addie?s face upside down.

?Oops.? The camera turns over to upright the image. The band?s guitarist is decked out in all black, the sleeveless crop top proclaiming ?IT?S LIT? in white print. Her purple-black hair has been teased and sprayed into a fauxhawk, braided on the sides until the braids can tuck behind her ears. Heavy, dark makeup rings her eyes and eyeblack streaks her cheeks in warpaint fashion. She?s carrying the camera in her outstretched arms, the image bouncing slightly as she walks. Behind her, the panning of a white painted converted schoolbus soon gives way to the metal barricades and beyond them, rows upon rows of merch tents and booths being perused by concertgoers.

?So, like, this is Addie from TRASH and we?re here at Rhydin Rockfest, um, Day One. Which means it?s the very first day of the Roadside Tour with Shoe Slam and TRASH. Totally picked up this sweet camera at the pawn shop for, like, way cheap. Thought it might be fun to record some of the sh*t we get up to, you know? This,? the camera pans across the venue. A corner of Battlefield Park has been taken over by the music festival. Beyond the tents, two large stages can be seen looming over it all. The lefthand stage is blazing with light and sound, the swelling din of instruments sounds like noise from afar but the crowd loves it which has Addie grinning into the camera when she turns it back. ?This. Is. Rockfest. How f*cking cool right? If you?re in the city, there?s still tickets available for tomorrow and Sunday night?s shows. If you?re outside of the city, get your asses here to enjoy this! Today?s show is sold out but tomorrow and Sunday will rock just as hard, don?t worry.?

The camera zoomed in then immediately zoomed out. In the background someone with blue hair, presumably Michi, strolled by in a sports bra and shorts while eating a donut. Addie glanced over her shoulder then back at the camera, still grinning.

?Yeah, that?s all I?ve got right now. Come out to Rockfest. Get your fill of music, check out some Shoe Slam, party it up out here in Battlefield Park. TRASH goes on at? uh,? Addie looked over her shoulder, the camera jostling. When she shouts, it?s slightly muffled. ?Michi! What time do we go on??

?Seven ten!?

?Seven ten,? Addie repeats as she looks back to the camera. ?If you miss out, check back on the site for highlights later on. Until next time!?

She pulled the camera in and kissed right in front of the lens. As it was drawn back, it caught half of her smile before she managed to hit the button to stop recording.

Roadside Tour Day Two
June 4th -- 7:34 PM
Rhy'Din Rockfest Night Two

Camera blurs with back and forth motions over feet before swinging upwards, catching more than a few faces. Smudged in a soft dark with flashes appearing at the edges of the screen. Loud music, the distinct hum of words being sung muffled beneath Brand raising his voice.

"Night two of Rhy'Din Rockfest! Lyra, how're you feeling, babe?"

Lyra laughs with a lean closer to the phone as it records. Her lips are red, skin is pale, eyes heavily smudged in black and metallic coppers.

"Ready to go!"

Brand turns the camera back to himself, circling to put Lyra into the frame when leaning into her.

"Tell everyone they should come check us out!"

"What Brand said! Come check us out and enjoy the music."

Brand pressed a kiss against his band mates temple. Lyra flashed one last smile before exiting the frame, yelling over the noise backstage to someone. Brand refocused the phones camera on himself to give it a wink before the video stopped.

Roadside Tour Stop Nine
June 21st
GRAB Field

?So, like, we just finished up the ninth show of the tour. We?re here at the Greater Rhydin Area Brewers Field in? where is this place?? Addie looked off camera, the angle tilting sideways as a voice offscreen answered too quietly to be picked up by the cam?s microphone. She straightened out the camera and gave it a grin. Makeup is smeared around her eyes, giving her a very raccoon sort of look but she?s happy if tired as she sits at the kitchenette table on the bus. ?Pyg...malion? Did I say that right? Wherever it is, we?re about eighteen hours from the city and it?s like, gorgeous out here. No pollution, you can totally see all of the stars, and there?s more free beer than we can drink!?

A chorus of cheers in the background came with Addie?s laughter before she took a long drink from a clear plastic cup full of a wheat colored liquid.

?And pizza. Don?t forget the pizza.? Came Misery?s voice off camera. Addie swung the camera to the side where the banshee was working through a plate full of gooey pizza. The rest of the bus in the panning shot proved full of people from both Trash and Shoe Slam as well as opening bands like Afterglow and Save Tribbling for Last. Beyond the dark windows, the dim lit scenery was still and in the distance, a massive stage was being torn down by the venue?s crew with only the bright was of spotlights to guide them.

?Mmph, pi?a be?th.? Michi agreed through a mouthful of her own. The camera holder laughed and turned the camera over to the blue haired bassist, zooming in excessively until all that could be seen was Michi?s eyeball. As the camera jostled once more, viewers were treated to Addie?s mouth, complete with smeared purple lipstick.

?And pizza doesn?t break your heart.? Addie quipped, kissing the lens and leaving a smudge of purple on the glass as she went to go turn the camera off. More yelling, cheering, and laughter swelled to a din but right as the viewfinder turned to a blurry image of the bus?s ceiling, the video ended.