So not many people knew this, but Jecht knew how to play guitar as well as drums. He'd fallen into the roll of drummer because lots of people wanted to rock out on the axe and they always needed someone solid on percussion, so he'd never lacked for a place to play in the years he'd been in the minor leagues waiting for his break.
But, interestingly, when a song came on that really got him going, his first response was not to air-drum, but to air guitar.
So there was Jecht off against the wall, blatantly shirtless as always, and jamming along on an imaginary instrument to some heavy metal mess blaring over the speakers. Bad for dignity, but maybe good for making him seem approachable?
B. Shmoozing.
Social animal that Jecht was, he didn't hesitate to walk up and say hello to anyone. Admittedly, after everything that had happened, he wasn't exactly grinning as he did it, but his friendly, "Hey, how's it going?"s were well-meant and sincere despite the more somber attitude.
Jecht! OTA!
So not many people knew this, but Jecht knew how to play guitar as well as drums. He'd fallen into the roll of drummer because lots of people wanted to rock out on the axe and they always needed someone solid on percussion, so he'd never lacked for a place to play in the years he'd been in the minor leagues waiting for his break.
But, interestingly, when a song came on that really got him going, his first response was not to air-drum, but to air guitar.
So there was Jecht off against the wall, blatantly shirtless as always, and jamming along on an imaginary instrument to some heavy metal mess blaring over the speakers. Bad for dignity, but maybe good for making him seem approachable?
B. Shmoozing.
Social animal that Jecht was, he didn't hesitate to walk up and say hello to anyone. Admittedly, after everything that had happened, he wasn't exactly grinning as he did it, but his friendly, "Hey, how's it going?"s were well-meant and sincere despite the more somber attitude.