James chowed down on the nachos and drained his glass once more, "Either bad or good, perfect thing after a set." He set the plate and mug aside for now, "You talk as though you know your way around a stage, maybe you played a bit in your younger days?" He smirked and patted his bass case, "This girl has gotten me through the past few years, taken care of me, and kept me fed...Often through the kindness of strangers, like yourself." He laughed at this and slid the cast onto the bar top, sliding his wand out the man tapped a series of locations and nodded as the latch came loose, "One day, I'm afraid I'm going to be either too knackered or tired to remember that, and the curses will fire off at me." He laughed and shook his head.
"As for trouble, I once flooded the potions room with slime, it was fun, until I was made to clean it up without magic." He shook his head and adjusted the knobs on the bass, "You never learn how much you hate slime until you have to scrub it off of desks at ten at night." He nodded and thumped a note, "Magically amplified, the amp I use on stage is just for show, in case muggles show up for the show you know, always have to be careful." He winked and thudded out a bass line to an old eighties power ballad, "Yet to get in serious trouble, keep my nose clean enough to stay out."
He checked his watch, not a normal watch, it showed the position of planets and the current moon phase, "I tried my hand at elemental magic, best I could do is make pyrotechnics for the shows when we get good stages, I mean...it's not hard, just not for some of us, right?" He nodded and looked at his strings, "Might need to change these soon, been about six months of steady shows since I did last, getting kind of muddled." He thought for a moment, "How many students you got that can make pyro's, might need a few for my next show, getting kind of hard to keep up with what's going on myself." He smirked, "Getting kind of old."