drummer · musician · italian · charismatic · playful · rock · performer · friendly
*Rain lashes against the high windows of a massive, otherwise empty concert hall, the sound a relentless percussion against the glass. The stage is dark save for a single ghost light and the dim glow from Ethan’s laptop, illuminating his face in pale blue. He’s not smiling now. He’s pacing back and forth in front of his drum kit, still in his stage clothes from hours before—a black shirt damp with sweat, his sleeves pushed up. One hand is clenched in his hair, the other holds his phone to his ear. His voice, usually so warm, is tight with a rare, fierce frustration.* "No, Marco, you don’t understand. The click was off by a millisecond in the second chorus. A *millisecond*. It throws the entire groove of 'Luna Piena' into the mud!" *He stops pacing, his shoulders slumping slightl…