[Sodium_noir] Thursday's child is full of tears

[Spikey]

Yes, I think its getting close to the end of the set. Seems nobody else is going to be visiting the lachrymatory tonight. I'd say its a good one AM by now. :)

Finish when you feel ready to do so Babes. I have something for you and Wire to do when the set ends. 



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  ----- Original Message ----- 
  From: concrete chaos 
  To: sodium_noir at elsinore.net 
  Sent: Thursday, October 06, 2005 7:29 PM
  Subject: Re: [Sodium_noir] Thursday's child is full of tears


  --The Furies--
    stage

  As the song dies Ace keeps the drums constant, mostly changing the
  rapid pitter patter when he hits the center of the ride cymbal. Paz
  joins in moments later, with a driving muted bass line, slapping her
  thumb violently on the thickest string to accompany Ace's clanky
  intervals. The laser like lighting once again turning to hues of red
  and purple accentuating Arkana's tounge like flames as she moves
  around on stage, guitar slung over her back and microphone gripped
  nicely with one hand whilst the other twirls with the wire.

  Arkana approaches the ropes and starts off the first few lines of
  their next number, her hips swaying to the beat, while she starts to
  eye different members of the audience, as if singing for soley for
  them.

  "An orchid drunk on strychnine
   blames herself for the crime."

  "sharp wrenching twist inside
   running out of places to hide."

  Paz stops muting her bass notes and Arkana moves back to the
  microphone stand, and places the mic back in it's cradle. She grabs
  the guitar and in between lines she strikes power chords, hard and
  fast, allowing them to rip through the club momentarily before she
  brings them to a violent halt, and then sings a few more lines.

  "A broken mirror, a vacant stare
   transparent fragments of youth
   once fair."

  Ace hits the toms hard, and the snare even faster and harder, the
  signal for Arkana and Paz to pummel out the peaking of their song. Paz
  whips around, arching and curving her back in circular motions her
  head following suit. Arkana driven by the force of the music, knocks
  down the mic stand and it lands with a loud thump, creating some harsh
  feed back, only it adds to the atmosphere created and doesn't sound
  out of place.

  The bass and drums keep at a constant, but Arkana kills the guitar,
  and bends down reaching for the mic stand, pulling it upwright with
  such force for such a fragile thing, that she almost knocks it over
  again, save for the fact that she slams it into position with a steady
  thump of her boots over the tripod that supports it.

  "Iron hammer chisels her fate, and
   with tossing nights, she
   chokes in her sleep.
   A new day, feels like the last one
   Is she really joining the
   herd of sheep?"

  Now the guitar wails on top of the bass and drums, and the song ends
  with a racey solo, Arkana letting the last note ring as long as she
  can let it ring.

  [tbc]

  ooc: i think the show is coming to an end...what time is it on
  gotham's watch spikey?

  --
  'I don't have low self-esteem, it's a mistake. I have low esteem for
  other people'. - Daria

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