RP: Open Mic Night Who: Giulia & open to all (add your tags!) What: Every once in a while, Giulia loves doing open mic nights. When: March 16, 2000 Where: Sunny's (bar/open mic club in Sleepy Hollow) Warnings: TBD (add to headers if necessary) Completion Status: Complete
Although she tended to stick to smaller venues anyway, Giulia did quite enjoy dropping in on local open mic nights, as if she didn't have a carefully cultivated music career. She had spent far too long making sure she didn't get so well known that she jeopardized her safety in being discovered as an immortal creature before the coming out twenty years ago that she was used to only working smaller venues. With society becoming more connected in the budding digital age, she suspected she wouldn't be ble stay in the Supernatual closet much longer.
Sunny's was one of her favorite local venues outside the Big Apple. It was a medium-sized bar with a regular open mic schedule. Monday and Wednesday nights were for stand-up comedy, Friday and Saturday were for open mic performances, and the rest of the nights were set aside for karaoke. When she wasn't traveling for performances, she tended to pop in to Sunny's once or twice a month. The bar itself had a large open space for the main bar area with a large corner stage. A very nice, full-size digital piano was a permanent fixture on the stage, with the soundbooth/host box off to the left of the stage.
A long bar counter stretched in front of one wall with a wide range of beer, liquor, wine, and spirits to choose from displayed behind it. There were clusters of tables with chairs or booths scattered around the room. Across the room from the stage was a raised section of the bar housing three pool tables and four dart stations. There were a handful of small, round bar-height tables scattered about the area as well as several rounded armchairs positioned for observing the games more than to fascillitate conversation.
The bar had soft lighting throughout and, near the corner between the stage and the bar, there was a door leading to a screened in smoking room. The space was well-ventilated but seemed to have some sort of magic working in it to keep the temperature rather level no matter the time of year. Sunny's also served a small menu of typical bar food (menu TBA) and kept a full, well cared-for staff, with someone always walking through the crowd to take or deliver orders and clean up. The owner, Giulia knew, prided themselves on keeping a clean, safe bar.
Giulia took the stage at around eight in the evening, about an hour into the open mic night. She performed three songs in her approximate fifteen minute slot, the first being a fun, catchy pop tune she'd bought the rights to from a talented songwriter she'd met in southern Oregon, which she accompanied herself with the guitar. The second song was a haunting ballad of lost love she'd written over a hundred years ago and evolved over the decades, that she sang from the keyboard and had to take extra care not to infuse her magic into. And her last song was a cover of a dual language English/Spanish pop song that was quite popular in dance clubs a few years back, singing along with a track since she had a whole dance routine to go along with it.
When she was done with her set, Giulia made her way off the stage and through the crowd to the bar, the rush of energy she'd felt from the crowd still pumping through her. She smiled at people she made eye contact with and graciously accepted the compliments from strangers as she went to get a drink. Her coat was folded over the back of a chair waiting for when all that energy would burn off and leave her feeling cold and empty again.