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Andrew practices the part... He’s pushing, giving it his all... “CARAVAN” on his stand, scribbled over with pencil markings: “forte”, “triplets!”, “hemiola 1-3”, “don’t slow down!”
ANDREW
Come on... Come on...
He stops. His hand throbbing from blisters. He dips it by his side -- into the jug of ICE WATER. Clenches. Blood clouds the water.
He resumes playing -- frenzied, exhausted. Fucks up, screams out--
ANDREW (CONT’D)
Fuck!!!!
Starts pounding his stick against the drum-head. Then his hand. Pounding harder and harder, once, twice, three times, four times. Hand bleeding more, the drum-skin giving way, finally tearing and breaking.
He STARTS PLAYING again, fed up, enraged, SHOUTING at himself--
ANDREW (CONT’D)
Come on you fucking piece of shit... Come
on!!! COME ON!!!!
Pink (9/10/2013)