Soundtrack Page #4

I keep shuttling endlessly from

the club to the studio.

I'm exhausted.

And these mosquitoes...

They've screwed my happiness man.

Hmmm...

it's about time they had ration...

cards for these mosquitoes.

There's more mosquitoes in this

city than people anyway.

Why don't move out there?

Where?

At the villa, where Charlie's

studio is. Talk to him about it.

What are you so grim for?

You can get a HIT spray for these

mosquitoes from the market.

But where is your HI going to come from?

I'll miss you sooo much. - Raunak...

you're moving to Alibaug?

Why do you need to move out, son?

Go on, go out and play.

So now you're going to get

sentimental on me, eh?

All right, I won't go.

I'm going because I want to

focus on my music a bit.

If you say, I'll drop by twice

every week for a drink.

Now smile.

Love you.

- One sec, I'll just get my bags.

Recording music is a high in itself.

You have to roll baby, roll...

you have to roll...

All night long.

Back then, whoever dialled

into the radio station

would only ask for one song...

What the F, what the F, what the F.

The world is up in smoke.

The intoxication of the night.

Don't worry here.

Is everybody lost here or have

they found this path?

Just tonight...

I'm just going to be...

get sombre...

All the night... waiting...

Stop me if you can!

I'm going down...

down... at his home...

Dance... dance... down...

down... at his home...

At his home...

Oh it ain't over...

We'd record our sessions

and push off.

He'd be at it,

mixing it all night long.

Tell me what to do...

See, my life...

is closed in a bottle.

Whether it's dawn or dusk,

day or night...

what is this intoxication?

Tonight's the night...

C'mon take it over.

Gonna do what I like now...

Match my steps...

I'm going down...

down... at his home.

I'm not coming over... oh yeah!

Club, music, life...

Everything was on top gear.

Check out his pose, man.

He's so cool.

- Wassssaaapp!

- What ya, Charlie,

I'd have spoken to Gudda to

design some nice stuff.

What?

The doll.

The black jacket is so 80s.

Whatever, man. Dude, do you

know where I got you a gig?

And would you call it an

action figure, please?

Doll sounds really gay!

Yeah call it whatever ya, who

cares... what's up with her, man?

Dude! I've plugged you

to play at Sunburn!

I've heard of a suntan.

What's Sunburn?

I don't believe you man.

Sunburn just happens to be Asia's

largest music festival bro.

I've got you a show there.

- You serious?

- Yes, I'm serious.

You're going to Sunburn.

- Charlie, you are the best!

Aren't I? Thank you, thank you.

It's okay. - THE BEST!

I told you,

didn't I, Charlie can do anything.

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