Written By: Sandie Davis


THE DAZE BIZZ


*A few weeks later*

Seb sat back and rubbed his eyes one more time. The ideas had been flowing with details for the concert. Artists contacted, songs chosen, wardrobe, stage, equipment, site, everything… except the time and the name of the event. He should be satisfied, but he wasn’t. The concert would have to be done before the new tour or after the official tour for Eternita was completed. The time had to be before… he, David, Urs and Carlos had agreed to do this event. It was his idea and now he felt it was up to him to get the last issues together. “It is my… our… Il Divo’s… baby… but when and what do we call it?” He stood and looked out the window… his mind still racing with details. “Nothing… nothing… less then nothing…” He muttered to himself. He looked briefly at the clock on the wall. It was still early in the morning, but he had the feeling that David would already be awake. As he reached for the phone to call the farmhouse, he paused to listen to the baby monitor that he carried with him when he was home to listen for his daughters. “Not a sound… not a peep… still nothing comes to mind….” He continued to mutter. “We have so much, and the people that are helped by AMTM have so little… how do we get the world to notice this? How do we make them care? How….? I know our fans know about AMTM and they will support us as they always have… but who else will stop, even for a moment, and care??? “

He picked up the receiver as he heard the all familiar beep from his laptop. He glanced over to see who had sent an email before he dialed the phone number. It was from Cyd and Carlos. Hoping it was good news or at least some kind of inspiration, he hung up the receiver and walked over to his laptop. Pressing a few buttons, he opened the email and scanned it briefly. Nothing of inspiration, just greetings and that Leila Elena was doing well, sleeping through most of the night. Their new home was wonderful and she was enjoying the animals. Rather than hitting Reply, he checked to see if either one was still online by accessing the video link. Cyd was there, Carlos behind her, holding Leila Elena in his arms. He smiled as he waved a quick hello. Soon they were chatting about the weather. Seb knew Cyd didn’t like to be online if the weather was bad.

In Spain that morning, they had a thunderstorm, but now the sun was out along with the last hints of a rainbow. It reminded all of them of the Concert by the Sea and the rainbow they had seen that day. As they chatted, Seb jotted down some words randomly, hoping it would help him later. The concert was still in the back of his mind.

Cyd continued to chat with Seb until Leila Elena started to fuss a bit. As she turned to hold her, Carlos seemed concerned that he couldn’t seem to comfort his daughter all the time. Seb smiled, knowing the feeling well. Cyd stood to hold her and Carlos sat at the computer. Seb typed this message: “We love and care for our children as much as we can, but sometimes they just want Mama.”

Carlos read the message and smiled, nodding. Leila Elena quieted a moment later out of view of the video link. Carlos and Seb chatted about the music, concert and parenting. As they did, Dori appeared behind Seb and looked briefly at the screen before waving a quick hello. She sensed they were discussing business and didn’t want to interrupt. A moment later, she padded quietly to the kitchen and out of view as Seb and Carlos finished talking.

Standing again, Seb checked the baby monitor for any sign of sound before walking to the kitchen. Taking Dori into his arms, he whispered, as he lightly kissed her. “Good Morning beautiful. Did you sleep well? Would you like me to make you something for breakfast?” Dori let her hands slowly move up his arms and around his neck as the light kiss turned deeper.

Before she could answer him beyond the kiss, the sounds of the twins waking up became apparent. Seb lightly touched her check before kissing it lightly. A moment later, he was walking up the stairs to greet his daughters. The concert was no longer pressing in his mind. As he made his way back the hall he smiled, knowing he would have time with his girls… his little angels. Something he knew was precious to him both now and later. As he came to the doorway, he paused waiting to hear them again before he continued.

Yannic and Allie looked alike as babies, but he had already noticed subtle changes in their personalities, as any parent would. As he walked toward them, they seemed to sense their daddy was near as they squirmed in anticipation. He smiled broader as he greeted his daughters warmly. Moments later, Dori arrived at his side. She wanted to give him a moment of daddy/daughters time before she came in; knowing that when the tour started, his time with them would be less that now. She found him standing between the two cribs as usual, singing and cooing to them as he had done so many times before. It brought a smile to her face and tears welled in her eyes. She knew in her heart that he loved his daughters. As the morning continued, breakfast was finished and Seb continued to spend time with his daughters and Dori.

At noon, the phone rang and Dori answered it. She and Suzie chatted briefly before handing the phone over to Seb. Seb cradled the phone receiver between his ear and his shoulder as he continued to hold Allie on the other side. As they chatted, Suzie asked “How are the concert ideas coming? Do you have any new plans?”

“It is still a work in progress, but it’s coming together. At least I hope it is.” He replied, continuing to lightly pat Allie’s back as he rocked her.

“Is this going to be like Woodstock…a mammoth concert in a field, minus the nasty stuff of course or a ‘No shirt, No shoes, No problems’ kind of thing, like a good old fashioned ‘Hoedown’?” She said jokingly.

Seb smiled, not quite getting the Woodstock comment or what a “Hoedown” was, but explained further what they had come up with so far. Moments later, Suzie handed the phone over to David. They spoke a few moments and both hung up after agreeing to meet at Seb’s later to go over more of the details. Seb continued to rock Allie in his arms as Dori returned with a freshly changed Yannic. Seb gently exchanged daughters with her so Allie could be changed as well. Without realizing it, Seb had only stopped rocking briefly. He continued to rock Yannic as he thought about what the rest of the day would bring: the concert details and spending time with his family.

Moments later, Dori and Allie returned to the living room and they all spent a few quiet hours together. Dori and Seb chatted quietly as the twins drifted off to sleep once again. They put the sleeping twins in their bassinets and tucked them in. Seb returned to his notes while Dori made them a light lunch. He tried to remember the things Suzie had said, thinking they might be useful late, jotting them down beside the ones from earlier that morning.

Dori looked over his shoulder, as she handed him a sandwich and salad. As her hand came to rest on his shoulder, he wrapped his arm around her waist and smiled. “I still don’t know what we’re going to call this concert, since it’s going to be so long. I hope we can last the 24 hours we are planning on. We’ve also been in contact with other musicians that want to help. David and Urs are working on that along with the crew to build the stage and sets. I would dare to say, it’s going to be the biggest thing we have ever tried to do, Dori. Carlos is working on arranging the time slots and the tickets. He figures they can either get an all event pass, a 12 hour event pass or in small increments of 1.5 hours or 2 hours, so that it will be slightly less time than a concert. Each pass will be a different color, so security staff will be able to see who should be there when and make sure it goes smoothly. That way, the fans of the other artists can be there when they want to as well as ours. It’s no longer just Il Divo now.”

Dori smiled. “I know you will think of something… You always do. Follow your heart Seb. It hasn’t let you down yet. Show the people why you care about the people in need. Explain to them that it isn’t some fairytale with a happy ending that will just happen on its own, but a harsh reality these people have to live with day after day for years on end.“ She kissed his head softly and sat down beside him.