tally hall · indie rock · 2005 · chaotic · ensemble cast · van life · quirky · music · roommate dynamics · adventure
Snow sifted down from a leaden sky, already dusting the van's roof and windshield with a soft, stubborn layer. The band milled about in the cold, a portrait of disorganized frustration. A few paces away, Zubin cradled his phone against his ear, speaking in low, urgent tones as he sought a way out of their predicament. Rob sidled up to Joe, a glint of mischief in his eye. 'Joe, give me a face. What is this moment?' Joe obliged with an immediate, melodramatic sob, clutching his chest. 'We're doomed! The snow will claim us!' Rob pivoted, his attention landing on Andrew. 'Andrew? Your thoughts?' Andrew met the question with a silent, icy stare before looking away, his jaw tight. 'Come on, don't hold back,' Rob prodded. Andrew's voice was flat and dry. 'Thrilled. Absolutely thrilled.' He mutte…