Hump Day Kick Start – Six String Acoustic Edition

Song of the day: Adrenalize by In This Moment

Hump Day Kick Start – for your muse, a writing picture prompt, or just a visual treat.


Greek men and smoldering eyes… *swoon*

Tell me about our prompt. Who is he? What is he doing? What is the expression on his face? Is he the Spanish lover who had just serenaded his woman only to be dismissed by the fiery, temperamental tart? Could he be tired of his dead end job as a wedding singer? Maybe he is taking a much needed break from his performing on the Vegas strip. Is he a traveling heart-breaker? Just what is he thinking?

Love to hear your take!

14 Responses to Hump Day Kick Start – Six String Acoustic Edition

  1. The cigarette just ruined it for me. Tweeted.


  2. jbrayweber says:

    While I’m not a fan of cigarettes, anything Theo puts in his mouth is sexy! LOL!


  3. Sarah Andre says:

    Oh Good Morning! Muse is wide awake and coffee-ed up. B back soon. (And I’m going to pretend the cig is that new vapor kind.)


  4. jbrayweber says:

    What cig? I don’t see a cig. All I see is YUM! 😉


  5. It’s tough to date a guy with a smokier eye than I can buy at the MAC counter, but I’ll do my best…


  6. jbrayweber says:

    It will not be easy, Kristen. 😉


  7. jeff7salter says:

    Having lost the mariachi film role to Antonio Banderas, Phillip spent a few days moping and wandering the streets with his guitar.
    Just as he was on his last cigarette, his fading boutonniere caught the eye of Jennifer, the casting director for a smokeless electronic cigarette commercial.
    “Are you available?” she asked innocently.
    Naturally assuming she was a hooker, Phillip replied sadly, “Quite available, but without sufficient resources to pay for your services.”
    Jennifer stepped closer, so close that her bosom touched his chest, and stared intently into his eyes.
    Then she slapped him nearly unconscious and strode away.


  8. jbrayweber says:

    Bwahahahahaha! This is wonderful, Jeff! Thanks so much for this. You made me smile in the middle of my work day at my grueling job. 🙂


  9. Sarah Andre says:

    Oh, thank God. I was afraid Jeff would name this poor guy RUPERT.


  10. jeff7salter says:

    LOL. Where is your story, Sarah?


  11. Sarah Andre says:

    Aristoteles Aristotel always hated his name and at an early age nicknamed himself Les, after the famous guitar player Les Paul.

    Unfortunately our Les was an average guitar player at best and quite a tone deaf singer. That did not stop him from striving for his dream–to get a record contract. Amid many (MANY) recommendations to give up and become a male model where wealth and beautiful women were guaranteed, Les stayed true to his vision.

    This led to a life of bunking with friends, bumming cigs, borrowing tacky or ill-fitting clothes and using mayonnaise instead of gel as hair product. But each day he awoke knowing THIS was his day to be discovered and record a CD.

    To make sure he was discovered he played and sang in parks, outdoor restaurants and subway stations. Generally enough pity pennies (from women…OK, and some men) were thrown into his guitar case so that he could eat a meal from a street vendor. Once in awhile a female manager at a local lounge would find herself unable to say no to THIS face, and he would have a real gig. Usually a place to sleep that night too.

    The point is, he was dirt poor, but happy and following his passion.

    He was finishing his last song as the last act in a dive one night and only one person remained in the audience (after all, it was 3am!) Given that a sole spotlight shone in his eyes, he did not realize his audience was female until the bar lights went up and the manager began sweeping the floor. The not-very-attractive woman walked over to Les and introduced herself as Sasha Tiburous. She was a music teacher at the community college and offered him lessons in establishing an ear for musical notes (both from the guitar and coming out of his mouth.) In return he would perform…certain services for her.

    Les knew a great opportunity when it knocked, and said yes. It took several years for Sasha to mold Les into a proper singer and guitarist. Coincidentally, it was just after his honeymoon with Sasha that he recorded a CD. (Granted it was recorded, mixed and produced at the community college’s musical production department by students, but it was a CD nonetheless.)

    The picture above is the CD cover and his music is available on iTunes.
    P.S. As Les Aristotel. Don’t search for Aristoteles Aristotel.


  12. jbrayweber says:

    Nailed it again, Sarah. I just love your wit!


  13. jeff7salter says:

    good one, Sarah. Love the hair mayonaise!


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