Blue lights dimmed to a perfection this is the spot, the place to be, right in the heart of a neva-slow down city...couples hold hands dressed in they "Sunday-best" This is tha place to get away sit back and release yaself,With one tip toe in the doorway moods transform...characters are reborn..and a feelin u can't fight, take a seat to the left front row wave to a familiar face on the right..sounds of small talk and low convo feel the air, and the whole crowd has a free mind left without a care, the air pauses as if it has a mind of it's own adjusting to this vibe this new set tone, a flash of lights directs everyone's attention as if they whispered in ya ear "Honey, sit back and listen" the slow harmonies escape that brass horn's mouth and is accompanied by the keys, setting a mode that makes u change positions and not want to leave...and just when you thought it could get no better she came..The lady in a red dress takes the mic as she struts across the stage, eyes set and watching waiting for her to get away, in her world and tell them of a journey she once knew, waiting for her to show if her ranges have the power to give felicity or turn them blue..so what does she do? She takes the mic in her hand as if it is her sword, impressing she has this passion so listen to her words, With the first notes releasing from her lips they slip, she sends the crowd to high places as she looks like "i know it's crazy right?" 1 hand on her hip, eyes open wide and mouths suspend towards the floor, melodious sonnets flow from her inner-most core and she takes ya hand and gives you all of her soul, u feel her as if u known her forever, now she has you and she knows ya attention and focus cannot be broken as u concentrate on every word spoken..straight cuttin' up an actin out sticattos and dynamics ricochet off the four walls no doubt, she has melodies and acoustics floatin through my mind, the energy of it all when i feel the thunder of a bass line, it's my passion my love what makes my heart float 4ever, the harmony and the way the voices blend together,i love it, i adore what makes minds set free, get lost in my passion with the sound of 1 beat and 1 key you see...All i need is 1 mic and i'll use it like a torch to the fire the power of the musik even had some singin through the wire,the world would be left empty, void, and quite blank, if there was no polyrythms on ya cd's, mp tres & cassette tapes, so jus like this woman in the spot takes you away i ain't nuthin but a baby tuggin at her sleeve like "Gurrrrrl i wanna give a feelin like that, gimme 1 chance pleeeez" i wanna control the emotion and direct a feelin like that...now is my time baby,relax and sit back....
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