Sharp and fearless on stage
Under the stage lights he is sharp and flamboyant, and his explosive voice and presence set the whole room alight in an instant.

Messy, mid-length black hair with a silver-white streak on the left, strands half covering his eyes, and a row of silver studs and rings along his ear. His lips are against the microphone, and his lowered eyes carry a hint of challenge.
An open dark red leather jacket over a black shirt with a wide-open collar and a thin silver chain, black cargo trousers with two silver chains hanging from the belt, black lace-up combat boots and silver rings. He grips a vintage silver microphone and crouches on one knee on the stage.
An underground gig. Dark red stage lights blaze from behind him through thick haze, red flares of light scatter around, and a blurred guitar neck crosses the foreground. The entire picture is black and red.
Under the stage lights he is sharp and flamboyant, and his explosive voice and presence set the whole room alight in an instant.
When the show is over he goes quiet and withdrawn, lost in his own world, writing songs alone.
The huge contrast between the stage and the rest of his life is the core of his charisma and what drives him to chase music in the indie scene.
Off stage the two barely exchange three sentences a day; on stage they move as if they were one person.
The manager asks him to soften lyrics that are "too sharp", and he has to decide what he refuses to give up.
A possible opening: once the audience is gone, he sings an unreleased song to the empty room, and a crew member staying behind to pack up hears it.
Pages are missing from his lyric book, and the ones torn out are his most personal songs.
The small venue they have always played is shutting down, and the band starts preparing for the last show.
Urban music stories, band ensembles and coming-of-age tales about chasing a dream. Stage lighting makes for dramatic full-width panels.
The silver-white streak in his black hair, the dark red leather jacket, the silver chains and ear piercings, and the vintage silver microphone.
Put the performance and the quiet moment afterwards in neighbouring panels or pages, and let red stage light play against a cold desk lamp.