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jaredletobrasil · 7 years ago

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Jared fala sobre o The summit

Entrevista originalmente publicada em 2009

Eu vivo em Los Angeles, a cidade dos anjos. Esta manhã, acordei ao som de um falcão que vive encima de casa. O grito da falcão é muito interessante. Depois que ouvi o caminhão de lixo limpando a rua – suponho que é uma boa representação da dicotomia deste planeta.

Minha casa é como um laboratório. Construímos e pagamos nosso próprio estúdio de gravação, que é embaixo de casa. É onde temos trabalhado nos últimos dois anos para gravar nosso mais recente CD - This is War. Temos vários projetos ao longo de todo o dia.

Gostaria de começar meu dia verificando alguns e-mails e coisas que foram deixadas ontem. Poderá haver uma reunião de negócios em seguida.

Eu faço música desde quando era uma criança. Tem sido uma parte consistente da minha vida desde quando era muito jovem. Nasci em Louisiana. Sempre fui rodeado de pessoas, seja ela um pianista ou guitarrista. Meu irmão Shannon, que está na banda, começou a tocar bateria quando ele tinha cinco anos. Mas, realmente, a expressão criativa mais consistente era a arte visual. Estávamos rodeados de artistas visuais – pintores e escultores. Embora a música fosse parte de lá, nós não conhecíamos quem os faziam profissionalmente.

Após alguns anos tumultuados, acabei indo para a escola de arte. Em seguida, me transferi para o cinema a fim de ser um Diretor.

Eventualmente, acabei conseguindo trabalhos como ator, mas o meu plano era mesmo conseguir trabalhos como ator para ajudar nas minhas aspirações como diretor.

Fazia música durante o tempo e essa só foi ficando cada vez maior em nossas vidas. Portanto, tem sido uma progressão bastante longa, natural. Nosso primeiro contrato de gravação foi assinado em 1998.

No 30 Seconds to Mars, tentamos realmente incentivar uns aos outros para permanecermos fiéis a nós mesmos.

Não estamos interessados em ser alguém na banda ou a ideia de quem devemos ser. Estou muito concentrado e conduzido. Estou grato por ter esse trabalho à minha frente e gosto do processo. Gosto da escrita, a gravação e a estrada.

Uma hora e meia no Palco é uma experiência mágica; o resto do dia é projetado para suportar isso, porque a nossa maior preocupação é o público-alvo e dar-lhes uma noite que não se esqueçam muito breve.

Estou fascinado e inspirado pelo nosso público. Grande parte das músicas do 30 Seconds to Mars demonstram essa conversa aberta que temos com o nosso público em todo o mundo. Trata-se de uma gravação muito interativa. Convidamos 1000 pessoas de todo o mundo para reunirem-se e participar dessa gravação. E usamos esse grupo de pessoas como um instrumento no álbum. Fizemos isso em oito países. Em seguida, recebi uma mensagem do Twitter de alguém no Irã, que ficou frustrado porque não pôde participar dessas reuniões e me deu a ideia de fazer uma reunião digital.

Eu estou fazendo filmes, o que enriquece minha vida na música. Sou capaz de assumir aquilo que eu tenho aprendido com grandes diretores e aplicar em minha função como um Diretor de nossos clipes, que são mais curtas-metragens.

The Last Of The High Kings foi meu primeiro filme.

Geralmente trabalho até o último minuto, certificando de que tudo está certo para o show. Terei alguns instantes para ficar só e, em seguida, aquecerei minha voz.

É uma das coisas mais mágicas que você jamais poderia imaginar fazer. Sempre deixamos a porta aberta para uma surpresa; é uma aventura. É como quando você estar em uma montanha russa e ir até à parte mais alta dela e saber que está prestes a descer muito rápido: é nesse momento.

Após o show, saio, falo com pessoas e autografo algumas coisas. A melhor parte da noite foi no Palco e depois cuidar de mim mesmo para voltar para o próximo show.

É um intenso trabalho, nunca iria reclamar. É maravilhoso e estamos satisfeito por fazê-lo.

É disto que são feitos os sonhos.

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mars-fiction · 9 years ago

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She’s The One Chapter 38

I’m sorry this chapter took so long, I really just needed a break from this story. But now it’s back so don’t worry and I also realised STO is over a year old, so yaaayyy!!!! Also I apologise for the shitty sex scene.

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The sound of a screeching cry over the baby monitor woke me up; it took a few seconds for my eyes to adjust enough so I could see the little shapes in the room. I begun to get up slowly, stretching my arms over my head as I did so when I felt a hand on my thigh. "I'll get him, go back to bed." Shannon's voice was thick and groggy, his sleepy state being very evident. "He might be hungry." "If he is, I'll get you. Just go back to sleep princess." Shannon leaned in and kissed my cheek before getting up and heading out to the corridor. For the past week Shannon had taken over with baby duty, saying I should rest and he would handle the baby. Guess the little incident in the hospital really freaked him out, he wanted me to recover fully so he took the baby for the time being; only waking me up when Roman needed feeding. Shannon's really stepped up, he's trying hard and it's amazing to see him with the baby, he makes a great dad.

I walked into the room with the warm bottle of milk in my hand ready for Roman. I expected to see Shannon walking around the room with Roman in his arms, instead what I got was my husband sleeping on his back on the bed with our son snoozing away on his chest. A smile tugged at my lips as I watched the pair for a few seconds before putting the bottle down to get Roman off Shannon's chest. When I took a hold of Roman to move him Shannon jolted awake, relaxing when he realised it was me. "Shh...baby go back to sleep, I got him." I cradled him in my arms as I leaned down and kissed Shannon's lips. He nodded before his eyes closed again and he drifted off to sleep leaving me with the baby.

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6 Months Later

I was bouncing Roman on my hip when the doorbell went off, I sighed in annoyance thinking Shannon forgot his keys again and was locked out. I had to go outside to open the gate as the intercom had gone bust, I yanked open the door getting ready to give Shannon a piece of my mind when I saw Rachel and Leigh standing there with grins on their faces and bridal magazines in their hands. "Erm...hi?!" Rachel barged past me into the house, followed closely by Leigh. "The gate was open!" "What are you guys doing here?" I stood there confused as ever as Rachel looked around the place, picking up one of Shannon's skulls from the mantle. "Don't you find this creepy?" She said tossing it from one hand to the other. I ran over and yanked it out of her hand, putting it back in place. "You break that and Shannon's gonna kill you." I turned back to see Leigh picking up the white knife Shannon has on the table. I snatched it out of her hand and pointed it at her, threatening her with the object. "I swear to God I'm gonna kill you guys! What do you lot want?" "Wedding planning!" She shouted. "Yeah Aria it's been like six months since Shannon proposed and you haven't even looked at anything wedding related. I mean do you even have a date or an idea for a location?" Rachel lectured me as she strutted over taking Roman from my arms only to make goofy faces at him. "There's a reason for that, I have a baby!" "That is no excuse!" Leigh said, pushing a bunch of magazines in my direction. "Come on let's get some ice cream and flick through these." "But Roman-" "But nothing, he's already dozing off!" I groaned looking at Roman in Rachel's arms. Already lulling off to sleep, leaving me with the two mental patients I called friends.

"This dress looks nice." Leigh pointed at a classic ivory Vera Wang dress, complete with embedded pearls. "Bit predictable don't you think?" "What don't you like it?" Rachel asked gulping down one of Shannon's prized beers. "No it's beautiful just not something I see myself in. It's too white." "It's a wedding dress Ari, it's meant to be white." I shook my head looking down at the magazine. "This isn't it, let's forget the dress for now and look at other stuff." "Hey Rach grab the laptop, we'll look for venues." Leigh pointed a finger at Rachel as she threw the magazines on the table. "So you know what type of venue you want?” I shrugged my shoulders, taking the laptop from Rachel and twitching it on. I typed in a few wedding venues in the search bar and hit enter. “I literally haven’t thought about anything.” “Hasn’t Shannon discussed anything with you?” Asked Rachel. I shook my head as I continued to scroll through the webpage. “Nope, we’re both really distracted, but I’m sure if we sat down and put some time aside we would have figured out a lot of things by now.” "How about like Italy?" Rachel suggested. "No, I'd rather go there for the honeymoon." Rachel nodded before her eyes widened with an idea. "I just thought of something, how bout you and Shannon do that thing where you don't see or talk to each other for like two weeks prior to the wedding, give him blue balls till the wedding night!" I laughed, choking on the coffee I was drinking. "I don't think I could do that to him, seems a bit harsh." "It's only two weeks hun." I raised my brow at her, looking her in the eyes. "Two weeks is a long time, especially with Shannon's libido. Plus I couldn't even handle that; maybe one week would be enough! And don’t even act like you could go a day without sex let alone two goddamn weeks.”

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“We haven’t really discussed our plans with the wedding Shan.” I said as I lied there in the dark beside him. “I know baby!” He sighed, thick fingers rubbing his temples. He turned, facing my direction. His eyes sparkled from the dim light coming from the hallway, reflecting my shadow. His hand reached out brushing my arm, his fingertips gently running across my skin and leaving goose bumps behind. “I promise I’ll set some time aside tomorrow and we’ll figure some things out.” His hands reached up and cupped my face, running his thumb across my cheekbone. “Can’t wait to marry you.” A bright smile was plastered over his face, his eyes crinkling slightly. I smiled leaning into his palm and kissing the inside. “In fact lets sort stuff out now!” He clapped his hands together and sat up in bed. I shielded my eyes with my forearm as he turned on the bedside lamp. “Come on princess, let's discuss wedding stuff!” “It’s one in the morning!” “Come on baby, I’m actually excited about this!” I sat up, leaning my head on his bare shoulder. “Where do you wanna get married?” I asked as my lips brushed against his skin making him groan slightly. “I wanna do it in Vegas.” I looked up, staring at his eyes. “I wanna do this where it all started.” I smiled, nodding my head in agreement as I leaned up and kissed him. “Okay Vegas it is.” Shannon pulled me back towards him, kissing me full force and making me sigh in content. I leaned forward, pushing Shannon on his back and sitting myself down on his lap. I ran my hands down his arms, lifting them over his head and pining them there by his wrists. I repeatedly kissed Shannon’s lips, smiling when I felt Shannon try to tug his hands free. I let go of the grip I had on his wrists and cupped his face; I fiddled with his ears, tugging at his lobes. I felt his hands run down the curve of my back and land on my ass, firmly gripping the globes. I could feel him trying to tug down my shorts; I wiggled on his lap making a groan erupt from his throat. I moved my lips down to his throat, kissing the tattoo there and gently taking the flesh between my teeth and biting down, running my tongue across the stinging flesh. I reached my hand down about to cup him through his boxers when a cry came through the baby monitor making me sigh and remove myself from Shannon’s embrace. He groaned out in annoyance pulling me back towards him. “No…” Shannon mumbled, trying to lean up and kiss me. “Baby I gotta feed Roman, I’ll be right back I promise.”

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Shannon’s POV

“Jay you gotta help me out please!” Jared folded his arms over his chest and looked at me with a smug look on his face. “Please dude, you’re my brother. I haven’t had sex in two fucking weeks!” Jared strutted away, making his way to the fridge and pulling out a carton of almond milk and taking a swig. “How long you want me to take him for?” “A few hours, tops!” He looked at me, contemplating for a while before nodding his head in agreement. “Okay!” I nearly fell to me knees at his answer. “Oh thank God, I love you!” I said firmly holding his shoulders before pulling him into a hug.

The jingling of keys made me set my beer down on the tabletop and stand up. She walked into the room clutching a few shopping bags. When she noticed me standing there she smiled, eyes crinkling and teeth showing. "Hey baby, you okay?!" She asked, walking towards me; opening her arms for a hug. I held her by the waist, pulling her close to me and nuzzling my nose into her neck, inhaling the scent that I’ve come to love over the years and not just the time we’ve been together. She pulled away looking at me with a quizzical look, you could tell she was straining her ears. “I don’t hear crying.” “That’s because I dropped Roman off at Jay’s, we have the house to ourselves for a good couple of hours.” She wiggled her eyebrows at me, reaching down and grabbing ahold of my hand; interlacing her fingers with mine. “Well in that case let’s have some fun!”

I kissed my way up her thighs stopping at the edge of her underwear; I could hear her giggle when I tugged at the material with my teeth. “Shannon!” She smiled, reaching out and holding the sides of my face as she pulled me towards her and placed a kiss on my lips running her fingers through my hair and making me groan when her nails scratched my scalp. I broke the kiss, our lips detecting our lips with a smack. I took her left hand that was resting on my face and looked at the diamond engagement ring there along with the silver wedding band we got in Vegas. I leaned down and kissed the stacked rings, watching as her eyes lit up. “Are we getting another set of rings for the wedding or we sticking to these?” I asked looking up at her, she seemed to ponder for a while, fiddling with my hands for a minute or two before answering. “We could get those ones where you have each others fingerprint on the inside of the ring, I really like those ones.” I couldn’t help but smile when I heard her input on the subject. “Yeah that sounds awesome and we can like wear the ones we have now on our necks or something, you know if that’s not too lame." She laughed loudly, her head falling back on the pillows. She shook her head, covering her mouth with her hand. “It’s not lame Shan, it’s sweet. Now shut up and kiss me!” She pulled me towards her, kissing my lips with a passion. My eyes closed as I ran my hands along her waist.

Moans. That’s pretty much all I focused on when I was with her. You can tell a lot from the noise of a women while in pleasure, it tells you if you're doing something wrong even if she doesn’t tell you herself, the sounds a women makes tells you everything. And right now my princess seemed to be thoroughly enjoying herself, it wasn’t just her moans, it was her fingernails running down my back, it was the way her eyes were rolling to the back of her head, it was her slack jaw and the sweat running down her forehead. I felt butterflies in my stomach, fluttering more and more with each thrust. It stopped being casual sex a long time ago but the butterflies I got when all this was new to me still haven’t gone away, instead they comeback every time. Stronger and more unbearable each time. God I loved her! I snapped out of my thoughts when her legs tightened around my waist and she flipped us over, leaving me spread out on the mattress with her on top. She still had her top on, but her bare breasts were spilling out the V-neck. She grabbed my hands, firmly placing them on her hips before thrusting. Hard. My head fell back, I couldn’t help it, and God it was intense. “Fuck…princess.” My breath hitched when I felt her muscles tightening, it was like velvet surrounding my dick. She felt like home. Her head fell back, hair spilling over her shoulders as she continued to move on top of me. “God Shannon yes…I love you…so…goddamn much.” She was panting, her breath uneven and continuously hitching. Her brows scrunched up and a little crease formed on her nose; that was my sign, she was close and ready to explode. I snapped my hips up, meeting her with one powerful thrust that made her body jerk violently before tensing up. She screamed, hands letting go of my arms and clutched her dark hair, her eyes were closed but I wanted to see them dilate as she came so I told her to open her eyes and look at me. She did, and I watched a black hole devour the gleaming, bright blue part of her eyes as they spread like black ink in clear, blue water. I flipped us back over, making her hair splay out on the pillow. I lifted her legs up onto my shoulders and tightly held onto her thighs, my fingers digging into her flesh as I pounded away at her with all the pent up energy I had. “Fuck Shannon I'm gonna cum again! God…” She was over simulated, her pussy was clenching continuously and her thighs were slick. “Come on baby!” I urged her to let go again as I wrapped my left hand around her throat and squeezed. Her eyes bulged slightly before they clenched shut as she came for the second time. I let go with her, losing myself in the feeling as my other hand pulled at the sheets. I didn’t notice my hand tightening too much on her throat but I did notice her nails digging into my wrist, trying to pry my hand off. I immediately loosened my grip and watched as she took a loud intake of breath. “Shit I’m so sorry!” I said moving the hair away from her face as I lifted her chin up to inspect her neck of any bruising. “It’s okay…” She mumbled, her voice slightly hoarse. I shook my head as I rolled off her and pulled her towards me, wrapping my arms around her shoulders as I held her close. “It’s not okay, I got distracted and hurt you. I’m sorry princess.” She looked up at me, eyes sparkling and smiling like nothing happened. “Shannon…” She placed her hand on my chest, fingers gently running up and down my skin. “I trust you, you let go when I needed you to. It’s okay.” She leaned up and kissed me, the softest, most gentle kiss anyone has ever given me. It was the type of kiss that tells you not to worry because everything is going to be perfect.

I lied in bed for God knows how long, probably a good few hours. Aria fell asleep a while back and was now using my outstretched arm as a pillow as she contently snored away, her chest gently rising and falling as she breathed. My eyes travelled over to my phone on the nightstand. Without trying to move too much I reached for my phone, pressing the home button to check on the time. The numbers read “12:59am” I carried on looking at the numbers until they changed to 1:00am. I needed to pick up Roman, so I tried wriggling my arm out from under Aria without waking her. But she was a light sleeper when it came to me and stirred awake. “Where are you going?” She yawned, rubbing her eyes with her palm. “Baby I gotta pick up Roman, go back to sleep; I’ll be back in like half an hour.” She shook her head, pulling me back towards her; placing little kisses on my neck. “Five more minutes then I’ll come with you.” I sighed, nodding before lying back in bed with my wife.

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