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In the hit show, Howard Stern was participating on CNN Entertainment, talking with the guitarist of the Rolling Stones, a music world journalist, and a beautiful woman with blonde hair, long legs, and a perfect smile that made her comments seem positive.

-When we see Billy Carson's concert, it makes us want to jump into the show and go crazy. The live broadcast was a smart move by the producers. It's a shame we have to wait for New York for another live show. The rating hovered around 6 million viewers, who surely see the tears on stage as their own. The connection is evident, - commented Mick Jagger.

-Beyond watching him, I think the moment Billy Carson captures as a singer is like an allegorical fantasy. Every concert he performs in is a social phenomenon that was born in the wrong era. We see Justin Timberlake, who, by the way, is a great musician, but he doesn't have the power that Billy brings in his veins. He's a rocker who resonates with many people, and unfortunately, if it weren't for his looks, he wouldn't be as popular, - Howard Stern commented.

-But Billy is very popular, - said Karina.

-Yes, but no,- Howard responded. -Statistically, he is very popular, but if he had been born 20 years earlier, I think it would be a different story. He has the power, the charisma, the strength, the lyrics... he's the perfect rocker. He lives between joy, melancholy, and a touch of rebellion that makes you even ignore him when he doesn't want to answer something. He's challenging, strong, and one of the best I've seen in my life. -

It was true. Howard had seen Billy live, touching the hearts of people while a shiver ran down his spine at the boy's powerful singing, very possibly the best of the current era. In the 21st century, many artists seemed to have lost their prime, and very few still had what it took to be considered... it was normal—the years, the weight of time, new fashions, and of course, the energy to keep making music. Although many still loved music, it was their life; the entertainment world denied them that energy, that power they had in their prime.

-I truly believe that Billy is like a star that has come to stay. We'll have Billy around for a long time,- commented Karina.

-I would love to say that, but this Billy is complicated, and that complexity makes him hard to predict. I want to have him around for a long time, bringing those songs that please everyone in a way that has never happened before, - commented Mick Jagger.

-An artist's soul,- commented Howard.

Mick nodded.

***

-Honestly, I don't understand why he's so loved by the public, - said a young Emma Watson. She hated the pretentiousness and brazenness, how he kissed his fans everywhere.

-I think it's because you haven't seen him in person. When he comes, he might just make your knees melt like jelly,- commented Bonny, dancing while watching the interview on CNN.

-Well, I think he's special, - commented Katie Leung.

-Nah... he's a product and tends to be pretentious. Trust me, when he walks through the door, he'll be a total diva,- commented Emma to a strangely acting, redheaded Bonny. Both girls were at the hotel, doing their hair and painting their nails. Each paused in implicit happiness.

-I dream that he comes to me and asks me to be his wife,- commented Katie with a squeal, just as the two actresses playing the Patil twins, two young teens, entered. They nervously whispered a hello; all the girls had something in common—they were very naive in a sweet way.

-He looks gorgeous on HBO,- commented Katie, watching recordings of Billy on the screen.

***

Roy Harper listened to Billy's song for the first time, an acoustic that struck a chord in him. He had come because his sister's boyfriend had broken up with her two months ago, and his brother had bought two tickets to celebrate the birthday, but by chance or luck, it hit him. He had never felt electricity from music; he listened, sang, and danced at parties, but seeing his brother cry, feeling how his tears flowed...

This was the power of music! He cursed all the concerts he had missed in his life. Billy Carson had captured another fan, another moth drawn to his flame, which grew every day.

-The Reason - (Hoobastank)"

🎶🎶🎵🎶🎶🎵

I'm not a perfect person

There are many things I wish I didn't do

But I continue learning

I never meant to do those things to you

And so, I have to say before I go

That I just want you to know.

I've found a reason for me

To change who I used to be

A reason to start over new

And the reason is you

🎶🎶🎵🎶🎶🎵

Billy sat at the front of the stage, just a meter away from his fans. His voice was soft, imbued with a deep affection that blended between maternal, sexual, and simple friendship—a love unforgettable, for which he apologized for having so little to thank her for, for the life that didn't end with a smile, an unpleasant end that left a bitter taste, a nostalgia heavy with regret.

Roy Harper's heart was touched by melancholy. Among the crowd, there was silence; some sang the song as a way of surrendering. Billy manipulated their feelings like a magician with his wand, using a sensation of power.

🎶🎶🎵🎶🎶🎵

I'm sorry that I hurt you

It's something I must live with every day

And all the pain I put you through

I wish that I could take it all away

And be the one who catches all your tears

That's why I need you to hear

I've found a reason for me

To change who I used to be

A reason to start over new

And the reason is you

And the reason is you

And the reason is you

And the reason is you

🎶🎶🎵🎶🎶🎵

-AND THE REASON IS YOU! - the stadium chorused with systematic madness.

Roy wanted to move, but collective anger struck in an indistinguishable manner. His body, which refused to act, entered an empty tunnel, awakened by Billy's voice.

-Are you okay? - his brother asked.

-Yeah, - the young man replied, unsure of what to say. - I think this singer could be the greatest in history. -

His brother's smile was revealing as he saw his red, teary eyes.

🎶🎶🎵🎶🎶🎵

I'm not a perfect person

I never meant to do those things to you

And so I have to say before I go

That I just want you to know

I've found a reason for me

To change who I used to be

A reason to start over new

And the reason is you

I've found a reason to show

A side of me you didn't know

A reason for all that I do

And the reason is you

🎶🎶🎵🎶🎶🎵

....

The last song of the first, Las Vegas concert.

-Thank you so much for everything tonight. You are my strength, - Billy shouted to conclude his first concert in Las Vegas.

Walking with some disgust, disconnected, his watch struck midnight. He approached the lounge, where the beautiful blonde awaited him, clad in that luscious red dress that covered only the best parts.

Billy lunged toward Gwen, completely wild. They kissed crazily, each kiss loaded with a dark act of desire, suppressed for days, people, and in a dark system of madness... Each of them smiled and, lovingly, joined their heads and bodies passionately.

-I missed you so much, - Billy said, lifting Gwen by her hips as she unbuttoned his shirt.

-Hahaha, - she laughed between kisses, their tongues intertwining.

-Once again with your silky mouth, - Gwen said, with increasing excitement. She had used her hand a minute earlier, thinking about Billy, about his firm caresses, about that adoration in every kiss. She lamented her husband's lack of finishing, but it was Billy's madness that made her lose her mind.

-I don't have a silky mouth; you have a silky mouth and starry eyes. The curve of your neck was painted by Michelangelo, and your body is as tempting as desert water. Everything suggests being loved, wanted... - Billy commented, delicately kissing her neck, a small moan escaping as they took turns kissing.

-I love you, - Billy said, biting Gwen's earlobe.

-Shut up, you make me nervous when you say that, - Gwen said, hitting Billy's chest.

-We don't do this to love each other. It's the way we like each other, and it's how we act without fear because from there we are free. I don't care if you're married and your husband is indifferent, - Billy said.

-Let's live in the moment! -

The kisses grew more intense. - I like being free, - Gwen responded, going with the flow, as the current likes the way of so caring.

Billy gave light kisses along with small bites.

At the Las Vegas concert and amidst the many mistakes, it was the anxiety that was there at the moment, oh the youthful, eagle-eyed gaze of Jerry that could not escape Billy's actions, who left the cameras, there, strolling through the pool tables, playing with the band, but it wasn't his usual self, a shrugged Spencer was a shrug and let everything pass.

-Your Honor, it seems he's having an affair with singer Gwen Stefani, - the bodyguard commented.

...

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