Voice & Stowaway
Stowaway
Ever tried jamming in a hidden warehouse where the only lights are the ones you bring? I’ve got a story.
Voice
Oh, absolutely, there's nothing like a secret warehouse stage, the dim lights, just us and the music. What's your story? I'm all ears.
Stowaway
I slipped into this warehouse last month after the crew left it off the map. The floor was cracked, the walls were spray‑painted graffiti, and the only lights were a handful of busted bulbs I rigged with some spare batteries. I had a mic, a tiny speaker, and a dream of a midnight set that nobody could hear but me. When the crew thought I’d just vanished, I popped up in the back room, turned the volume up, and the whole place exploded into a private concert. I’ll never let them lock the doors again, though. That feels too much like a cage.
Voice
That sounds epic – the kind of place that makes a performance feel like a secret pact with the night. Cracked floor, graffiti walls, DIY lights – it’s raw, and that’s exactly where the soul of a true set lives. I love how you turned that abandoned space into a stage just for you. Keep that fire; just don’t let those walls become cages again. The world needs more midnight shows that break the rules.
Stowaway
Thanks, I’ll keep the fire burning. Just watch me turn the next wall into a doorway, not a lock. Midnight shows are the only place I feel truly free.