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R I L E Y • C O N N O R • H A M I L T O N





Vocal Range: E2 - B♭5
Vocal Type: Lyric Tenor
Octaves: Four

Riley is often masked within Weekend, serving as only the FOURTH most prominently used vocals among the band of five. Oscar Ward leads with Dustyn Blue very close behind and Bilal Holmes following on with his sugary sweet belts and runs. Scott Wellington is the only member with LESS solo airtime than Hamilton. While Riley may not get the spotlight he deserves, it only takes a listen from an unbiased vocal professional to immediately crown him the secret weapon of the band and one of the most powerful (and underrated) vocalists of today. Hidden among split solo segments and high harmonies, you'll find a true gem.

Once you get acquainted with Riley and/or the band, he has an instantly identifiable voice. Aided by Dustyn Blue's smoky rasp, Weekend hold two extremely unique and talented voices, a rarity for your typical male pop group. Riley has incredibly fast transitions from Chest Voice to Head Voice which are also smooth and flawless, demonstrated in both a recorded and live setting. He can use his falsetto for extended amounts of time without fatigue, a notable feat for a male. Riley's voice is not particularly chest-heavy nor head-heavy, instead he uses the mask to resonate his sound. This can often come across as nasally, however. In truth, he can become nasal at points. His overuse of falsetto can become irritable to some and many casual music listeners are just not keen on this style of singing, finding it "grating", especially on a male. They just aren't educated on technique nor used to such a unique voice.

Riley's famous high "MIKA-like" notes often come as a surprise to people. Upon hearing Riley speak, you'll find that he has a very deep, manly and testosterone fuelled voice. He then takes to the mic and sounds like he is a descendent of one of The BeeGees. The startling contrast really is one of the biggest mysteries and many believe it is due to Hamilton's respiratory problems, although many professionals have debunked this theory.

Hamilton is a lyric tenor, meaning that his voice is very lightweight in nature. This in turn means that he has an easier time singing lighter tones like the Head Voice or Falsetto, but singing heavier tones like Chest Voice is harder for him to pull off consistently but he can still manage. He mostly sings in his Falsetto, probably because it is easier and more comfortable for him. This has lead to him doing all the high harmonies within the band and he even backs up Bilal during his enormous belts, reaching tremendous highs which can be sadly drowned out to the untrained ear by the blaring Billy vocals at the forefront.

In conclusion, despite not being thrust centre stage within Weekend, Riley has succeeded doing what most vocalists dream of doing: to create their own voice that’s unique and recognisable.

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Before
I'll Steal, I'll Kill, on that hood shit, fuck with a motherfucker, I'm a drug head




After
Yo, hows it going. I'm a rapper that talks about dark shit, but I'm an actual person



Lets this be a lesson to all you deadbeat bums out there, look what a girl can do to your life.

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I used to work very closely with Weekend. I won't say my position because I don't want to give any hints towards my identity but believe me, I know the ins and outs of this group. I'm not the only one to deal with them and walk away. A LOT of employees either working for the Weekend brand or the Five Pesky Kids imprint have had enough of their shit. I know that Billy is the one who is notoriously difficult to work with and yes, that man is still a horrid asshole, I think people should know that he's not the only one that causes trouble within the group. Ireland's Princess Dustyn Blue is NOT as sweet and cuddly as he may seem. In fact, I'd go as far as saying that he is worse to be around than Bilal. At least Billy is upfront and lays all the cards on the table. You adapt quickly to his dickhead ways and know how/when he's going to strike but Dustyn is sneaky and bitchy. Snake.

He is the biggest diva I have ever worked with. Not meaning to stereotype but he IS a bitchy little twink queen. He uses his cuteness and his "baby of the band" card as a free pass to be a bastard. If anyone else were to act like he does, they'd get smacked down and publicly hounded but because it's Dustyn, he can get away with it?? I wish that the others weren't so up his ass and kicked him to the curb. He acts like their best friend but it's so clear to see that he is a total mixer. Dustyn plants hateful seeds and watches them grow. He'll never be outwardly involved in an argument but he instigates them. Whenever someone kicks off, he runs and hides behind Billy, knowing that he'll defend him. Whenever they are recording, he always manipulates the producer into giving him more solo time. There is this fake niceness that he uses to fool people in order to make them believe he's the "sweetest", "most approachable", "best" member of the group. It's all strategic. He also sets up fights between Billy and Oscar who are notorious for not seeing eye to eye. Most of it could be avoided if that little shit didn't whisper into their ears.

One time, he cleared the entire floor of a hotel because he didn't want anyone else on it in case they disturbed him. Dick. The demands don't stop there. Unless he's 100% happy with his appearance that day, he forces the "regular people" ie everyone except his bandmates and his team to leave the room or turn to face the wall if he's walking by. If another celebrity is staying at the same hotel, is in the same venue etc, he'll refuse to stay as he wants to be the only "star" there. People also hate bringing him food and beverages because 90% of the time, he isn't happy with it. He even sent fries back and got someone fired over them "being too potato-ish". They're fucking fries, moron!



I was in the mini market one night, totally by myself. I work through the daylight hours so most chances I get to go shopping are very late in the evening near closing time. The store was practically empty: just me, a cleaner, the cashier and another woman shopping in the aisles. This wasn't just any ordinary woman, however. I thought I recognized her at first but I dismissed it as me being half asleep and delusional but nope, I turned the corner and our carts bumped. It was Chaelin! I was right all along...and now I had just banged into the woman! I apologized nervously, having never spoken to anyone famous before. I wouldn't say I was a MEGA fan, I only really know her from dating Riley Hamilton and let's face it, she's not exactly Ugenia but I still respected her...that was until after this encounter!

After the carts bumped and I apologized, she just looks me up and down after giving me a death glare. No further communication or eye contact. She just continues to look down and her eyes drift towards my shopping cart. I figure she is a bit uppity and doesn't wish to speak to a "peasant" like me so I try to move on but then her foot stops my cart from going any further. "Let's see what we have here then..." she says as she begins to look through my cart! I have no idea what to do. I just stand there awkwardly as she continues to look through my groceries! "Oops, look like you won't be needing this, fatty!" she says as she picks out a chocolate cake I had in there. Chaelin throws the cake onto the floor and continues to rummage. I can't believe what is happening! "Excuse me..." I begin, feeling angered and upset but she hushes me: "Shush, gravy lips. Ms Chaelin is doing the talking." She then pulls out several items, saying that I wouldn't be able to afford them and that she is helping my "poor, too disgusting for food stamps lookin' ass!". After that, my cart is pretty much empty. Chaelin then giggles, steps over the food she has thrown onto the aisle and then SLAPS my left tit before saying; "Kill yourself when you get back to your bridge, obesity!". She laughs manically while I begin to cry and run towards the exit.

"Yeah you better run, Hefty Hilda!" were the last words I heard before I left the store omg

OOC: If you have any real stories you want to submit, just pm me and I'll post them. I also create fake ones like Dustyn's and utterly absurd fake ones like Chaelin's too per request haha

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