| The sound of a soulful British accent echoes thru a crowded dark room. Breathing life into a listless crowd like coals caught on fire. Heads sprung up from a deep trance gazing at a figure; Having curly blue-black hair like the mid-night sky with eyes of onyx to compliment. Skin tone a mixture of autumn leaves; give new meaning to earthy colors. A smile that lights up the stage needs no introduction when possessed with a fierce presence. |