Music, lyrics, guitar.
A calm and peaceful IT guy and a website maker, a romantic and an exact science nerd. Could have made big bucks, but opted for music, so good riddance.
Had a dream of playing the violin, but that didn’t work out; the three hallways of his music school where he studied classical guitar made him realize that basic three-chord tunes seem to work as much better girl magnets than scales and concert etudes. Knowing this, he went on to take over the world by playing in a VIA band.
His attempts to turn into a decent, productive member of society led him both to nothing, and to Mary Lenore.
When between gigs, he is perfectly capable of cooking a borscht out of hard metal bars and carrying girls in his arms. A kind-hearted history buff and a drinking party aficionado.
So which is it, music school with a degree in drumming, or the xylophone? Clearly, you can’t really beat drums (pun intended), and no xylophone is a decent kick drum replacement.
Vince can easily swim across a river in five minutes if it means being on time for the sound check. And when he plays, he dazzles every woman, and everyone beyond the women, in the room.