[It's the first time she's ever been center stage without a piano, a keyboard, or a cello (electric or not) beside her. She wanted to covey a specific feeling with this song and the performance. Dark smokey nightclubs with practical sirens for lounge singers. She only hopes that Double S doesn't mess this arrangement up.
The performance is at night, right when the sky darkens. After the announcer introduces her, darkest red heavy velvet curtains are pulled up and there's Tamara standing near the microphone, in a robe almost as plush as the curtains. But her hair is flawless and her makeup is as well, smokey eyes and pinkish-nude lipstick. It suggests at a glamorous, but different look for her.]
Sorry for the wait, I wanted to put on a nice little show for y'all. And I promise I won't waste your anticipation. This one is called "A Night With Carnies", for a lead singer I happen to admire a whole lot.
[She'll begin to sing, spotlight on her, music and little smoke machines conjuring up something dark and slightly foreboding despite the white she's wearing. Beckoning with her voice, her motions, sending the crowd into a sway.]
She'll hold your hand while she delivers She'll cuddle you and your beau She'll keep your hand on your lighter, it will linger She'll take you down in the fast lane, go
Let's wile away the hours Let's spend a carnie night together
We'll drink a toast to her scorcher behavior You'll never go down on a bedspread of fairytales We'll rendezvous in a bold flood She'll tie you up to the good word of pale
Let's wile away the hours Let's spend a carnie night together
Who's gonna make you a hero Who's gonna blow you away Who's gonna make you a hero Scold me, bite there
It's a crown and it's legendary And you'll discover the excellence Shanghaied by the liar knocking She'll hold you close while you combust and squint
Let's wile away the hours Let's spend a carnie night together
No need for fakes or firepower Let's spend a carnie night together
[Admittedly, her goal is not to send people off into orgasms like the lady she's singing about. But... if her voice encouraged the crowd to go out and get one after, then she'll be happy.]
Tamara Seward | "A Night With Carnies" for Luci
The performance is at night, right when the sky darkens. After the announcer introduces her, darkest red heavy velvet curtains are pulled up and there's Tamara standing near the microphone, in a robe almost as plush as the curtains. But her hair is flawless and her makeup is as well, smokey eyes and pinkish-nude lipstick. It suggests at a glamorous, but different look for her.]
Sorry for the wait, I wanted to put on a nice little show for y'all. And I promise I won't waste your anticipation. This one is called "A Night With Carnies", for a lead singer I happen to admire a whole lot.
[She then takes off the robe, revealing a white dress adorned with pearls. Throwing the robe into the audience.]
I hope y'all enjoy it.
[She'll begin to sing, spotlight on her, music and little smoke machines conjuring up something dark and slightly foreboding despite the white she's wearing. Beckoning with her voice, her motions, sending the crowd into a sway.]
She'll hold your hand while she delivers
She'll cuddle you and your beau
She'll keep your hand on your lighter, it will linger
She'll take you down in the fast lane, go
Let's wile away the hours
Let's spend a carnie night together
We'll drink a toast to her scorcher behavior
You'll never go down on a bedspread of fairytales
We'll rendezvous in a bold flood
She'll tie you up to the good word of pale
Let's wile away the hours
Let's spend a carnie night together
Who's gonna make you a hero
Who's gonna blow you away
Who's gonna make you a hero
Scold me, bite there
It's a crown and it's legendary
And you'll discover the excellence
Shanghaied by the liar knocking
She'll hold you close while you combust and squint
Let's wile away the hours
Let's spend a carnie night together
No need for fakes or firepower
Let's spend a carnie night together
[Admittedly, her goal is not to send people off into orgasms like the lady she's singing about. But... if her voice encouraged the crowd to go out and get one after, then she'll be happy.]