You Stole The Show

The spotlight shines, the music blares, but inside, there's a panic of the "everything's going too well to be true" variety. Love here isn't a feeling, but a performance: someone steals the spotlight, someone drowns in the smoke backstage. Everything around is shimmering like a broken disko ball - dazzling and a little painful. Every touch trembles with adrenaline, as if you could mistake tenderness for an electric current. He is the spectacle, she is the spectator, but the boundary blurs when the applause turns into the sound of blood. And in the end, there's silence, a spotlight falling on an empty stage, and that same unanswered question - when love becomes a performance, who leaves the stage first? Programmer, Sound Engineer, Producer, Sound Engineer: Jacob Producer: Eddie Lopez Vocalist, Composer, Lyricist: Sienna Spiro Sound Engineer: Dan Yuins Mixing: Joe Visciano Mastering: Nathan Dantzler Composer, Lyricist: Mary Weitz Composer, Lyricist: Jacob Rabich