A Sneak Peak Scene from the Autobiographical Play I Am Writing (a work in progress)

(Theo finds himself transported back to the year 1970 with nothing save the clothes on his back, and the recording of an Allman Brothers he is listening to from a show he attended in 2006.)

(Enter Duane Allman, long guitar solo in background)

Duane: Hi

Theo: Hi Duane, I'm Theo. I'm from the future.

D: Nice to meet you, Theo. Say, these are some groovy tunes, [note: not sure if Duane would say 'groovy.' If not, then: 'I dig the tunes.' He would definitely say that.] my band plays this song. [note 2: he would certainly call people 'cats;' find a way to work that in]

T: Uh, this is your band.

D: Couldn't be, it doesn't sound like me or Dickey.

T: I hate to say it, but this is how your band sounds 35 years after you die.

D: You hate to say? They still rock man, that's good to hear. Not many rock bands last 80 years or so.

(solo ends, verse begins)

D: Say, this cat [YES!] sounds a lot like Greg.

T: It is.

D: Greg's still alive?

35 years after I die, you say?

T: 35.

D: Shit. . .

There's no way Greg is going to live very long. . .

I'm gonna die soon, aren't I?

T: Sorry Dude.

D: Damn.

T: It sucks. Hey, I gotta go.

D: Alright. Thanks for . . . . Well, thanks.

T: Ya man. Hey, go live it up while you can, huh.

D: Don't worry about that.

T: And look out for Peach Trucks!

D: What?

T: Nevermind.

(Theo is magically transported back to the present. End scene)

Well, what do you think? I will only accept answers submitted in the form of ticket sales. Not talking.