Instrumental
A musician wonders about a rap concert.
Oscar Moore weighed what was going on in his head. When he had to come to a decision he looked at all possibilities. He came to the conclusion that playing in the band to support a rapper made economic sense and could be interesting aesthetically.
“Okay, so I’ve got my violin, will there be a whole string section to accompany me?”
The rapper’s manager, Tyree Hatch, looked at Moore.
“There’s nothing to worry about. There’s going to be a complete orchestra surrounding Bro Bro. He’s going to be on a platform."
“Okay,” Moore said. “I can see a better picture.”
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