Troughton was considered The music destination in Equestria. If you wanted to make it big, you'd have to impress one of the labels that called this City home. The best place to do so was the Troughton Music festival, a massive over-glorified battle of the bands. The thing about Equestrian music though, is that their rock and roll is underdeveloped. I Hated what I heard to be honest. Kid safe mickey mouse Bullshit. However, I gotta say I really like one facet of Equestrian life. The ambient magic in the air makes picking up new skills a bit easier. Especially those dealing with music. I mean, hell, back on earth any one pony could be a Broadway hit in and of themselves.

"Music is harmony in motion" Twilight had explained. I'd dropped by to ask some questions after reading Vinyl's invite, and I ended up getting a long lecture on how harmony magic works. I did learn that most ponies knew how to play at least one instrument. Even Snips and snails, two colts who were a bit slow, but otherwise decent. They couldn't sing worth a damn, but snips could play harmonica, and snails was a beast at the kazoo.

"Well, how does anybody get famous for music if everybody's good at it?" I asked leaning back against the chair I was sitting in.

Twilight rolled her eyes. "Singing or playing an instrument has no impact on creativity. It's really pretty simple. Besides, being able to sing well, doesn't mean you are guaranteed fame. I'm sure it was the same back in your homeland, If what you've told me is true"

"Yeah, I guess" I said, scratching the back of my head. Like many folks, I'd noticed a whole lot of people with amazing talent go unnoticed because of stupid reasons. I looked over At Diamond Tiara and the Cmc as they studied the books Twilight had lent them. I'd known the kids for little over a month, but I still felt proud when they earned their Cutie marks. (though, honestly, I'll miss the shenanigans. It led to more paperwork, but the reasons behind it always made me smile) Diamond had cooled down as well, Apologizing to her class and the adults she'd abused. I'd had a talk with her mother about how to properly raise a child, and left her with a warning that if she did not learn from her mistakes, I would be forced to take action. Filthy had promised to watch over his daughter more as well. (after I'd "stressed" the importance of Fatherhood to him).

After Another long but informative lecture, I left the library. I had a plan in my head. An epic, Wondrous plan...

Author's Note

Short chapter to give you some hope. Things have gotten in the way of writing, but I assure you the story isn't Dead. Next chapter will be the longest I've ever written, and have lots of music. In fact, I'd like to know how to create a playlist on youtube so I don't have to spam greentext. But that's my problem. Quick question though, should I attempt to become part of the displaced? I want your thoughts on the matter.