Later that day, dinner arrived and James, his dad, and mom were sitting at the dining table and eating their dinner. The gaze that both his parents made towards him made him quite curious, but he already knew what it was about.
'Well, they should have known already since my butler / driver told them about my meeting with Joseph Kennedy Sr earlier today. So this would be quite an easy pitch.'
He and his parents finished eating and then transitioned to their living room. Both of his parents were sitting at the opposite side of him, with thin stacked papers on his side, he stood up from this seat and turned his expression serious but with an aura of confidence.
"Well.. it seems you both already know, right? Dad? Mom?"
"Uhuh? We knew, so what will it be? You looked ready to tell us in detail, right son?" His father said with seriousness.
He nodded and gave a copy of his business proposal to his father. Upon picking up the thin stack of papers, his father and mother saw the title of the first page, "Sub Pop Inc. Project Proposal".
They looked at James to tell them what it was about.
"As you can see, the title of my proposal is called "Sub Pop Inc." to which it will be the exact name of the music independent label that I will be establishing. Please turn to the next page please?"
His father and mother nodded and turned to the next page of the proposal. They saw the paragraphs and what type of ambition their son had!
The first few pages confirmed their suspicion! Their son is targeting a very niche genre of music that has yet to bloom in any states in the United States of America!
As per James' proposal, he would scout for profitable new artists and make them songs that will cater to the mood that Washington needs, the rawness of this new sound will appeal to the larger audience of young and teens! And possibly make the label become the father and creator of this genre.
Apart from the paper proposal, James placed a cassette tape player and played one of his "written" songs called "Flower".
It started with a guitar riff. And after a few riffs, he started singing the lyrics starting with the chorus.
"Along her vain parade"
"Along her veins"
Then started the first verse.
"All of seventeen"
"Eyes a purple green"
"Treated like a queen"
"She was on borrowed self-esteem"
The guitar riffs flowed along with his vocals. It was quite the raw demo version so it was quite raunchy but his voice was clear so the lyrics were understandable.
He went to the next verse.
"She would do her dance"
"A painful masquerade"
"Spinning you into her web"
"Along her vain parade"
The third verse.
"In her uniform"
"Of studded brass and steel"
"Kissing napkin lipstick stains"
"And smearing sincerity"
Then went to the chorus.
"Along her vain parade"
"Along her veins"
The guitar slowed down and his voice when low-toned.
Then he used his bass strings to simulate the bass lines then transitioned to the guitar riffs. After that, he screamed a bit. Then he sang the short bridge.
"Along her veins…!"
With guitar riffs that followed, he sang the last verse of the song.
"Time crept up on her"
"She's in early gray"
"Her reflection looks concerned"
"And flowers hit her grave"
Then with a few lines of guitar riffs, the cassette tape finished playing.
With just his voice and electric guitar, he sang the song with power, and despite his youthful voice, it did not make the song weird or non sensensical at all. Instead, the song and James' voice blended perfectly!
Both his mother and father were amazed by their son's guitar playing as well as his vocals!
"Wow, is that really you baby!?" His mother exclaimed with surprise and joy in her facial expression.
As for his father, he smiled and nodded but did not talk. This made James quite nervous.
'Will he ask something more? Damn, I was not a businessman in the past and just learned the basics of business in this life, plus with my brain power, I studied this for months, but father is a professional about business things so I do not know if it will pass and I get his approval.'
"Son." His father spoke with a serious tone.
"Yes, Dad?" He stood up straight and waited for his father's next words.
"It is not that I do not want your business proposal right now but do you understand how heavy of a responsibility it is to manage a business? And at your age? Who will believe you? How will you make your "company" profit? Yes, you gave us the exact details of how you will profit from it, but I am still not sure, but since you have a prospective manager already, I will decide when I meet him tomorrow. How about that, son?" His father said with a sigh.
'Oh YES! This is going in my way! That is the best answer! I did not really expect you to agree to my proposal outright because I knew you, Dad! My manager from the system will shock you all tomorrow, I promise!'
"Understandable, Dad. Let us wait tomorrow, I will have my manager explain his business plans further and if it really is as what you suspected and it is not a good business, I will accept your rejection." He smiled and nodded. He said his "good nights" to his parents and went to his room to sleep. Unbeknownst to his parents, he went back to his room because he could not contain his excitement for the next day.