After the demo was cut and ready to be distributed, Malachai and Jordan started mailing it out to different venues along with photos of the band. The childen of rock stars in the group tried their hardest not to look like thie rock star parent. Malachai and Logan kept their hair short. Logan even went so far as to dye his blonde so that he looked more like Kristen. Malachai dyed his hair black. Jordan kept her hair straight at all times and had highlights in her hair. She made sure that she got as far away from as much as she resembled her father as she could. It was hard, but she did it.
They were turned down at every turn. "Two Draiman's and a Moyer. The children of Disturbed. You kids must be trying to get by on your fathers' names. Come back when you want a career that's not built on your fathers' names", one club owner told Malachai over the phone. Malachai wanted badly to curse the guy until Kingdom come, but he didn't. He just thanked the man and went on.
One day, after receiving their demos back, Jordan had a brilliant idea. "Malachai, I just had a thought, but I'm not sure it will work."
"Run it past me and if it's any good we can go run it past Dad to see if he thinks it's good."
"Well, the thought was why don't we use different last names? Before Dad adopted you, what was your last name?"
"Cartwright, same as Uncle Matt."
"And Great- Uncle Sam, his last name is Tuchman, right?"
"Yeah. Are you suggesting that I become Malachai Cartwright again and you'll be Jordan Tuchman?"
"At least until we land a record deal. I just hope that Intoxication doesn't snatch us up because then we'll have to keep using our pseudonyms to keep there from being an appearance of favoritism from Dad", Jordan said with a laugh.
"Like Dad would let THAT happen", Malachai laughed back. "Alright, sis, we can run it past Dad. If he thinks it's a good idea, then we'll do it."
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David was working on Brie's birthday dinner when Malachai and Jordan walked into the Kitchen. "Dad, Jordan had a brilliant idea that we wanted to run past you", Malachai said.
David looked over his shoulder at his kids as he tasted the sauce he was making. "Shoot."
"BANG!" Malachai said with laugh.
David chuckled. "Nice. Anyway, what was Jordan's brilliant idea?"
"Well, you know how we've been getting our demos back because three of us share our last name with rock stars?" Jordan said.
"Yeah, what about it?"
"Well, Dad, I thought that those of us that share our last name with, for instance you, could use different last names at least until we land a record deal. Example: Malachai could use Uncle Matt's last name and I could use Great- Uncle Sam's."
David wiped his hands on the towel he had over his shoulder and turned to look at his children. "You know, that's not a half bad idea. That way people don't think you're trying get by on my name. You could give it a try." He shrugged.
"How much trouble would it be to change the print on the pictures?" Malachai asked.
"More trouble then having a new set of photos taken. Oh, and I'm sure I've said this before, but every penny your mother and I sink into your band you two WILL repay. Am I perfectly understood?"
"Yes, sir", they said in unison as they walked out of the room."
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