BLOW BY BLOW!
LIGHT: Sinead La Bella was known around London as a wild card. Sex and drugs and rock n roll were the vices of choice. She often woke from restless dreams filled with intoxicating scents, long, lost hours and memories of dark debauchery. But she wanted more – much more.
DARKNESS: Providence reigns supreme, and so it was that Sin met Jones - The bass doctrine of the foreseen revolution. A mysterious nowhere-girl with a cryptic past whom after a kiss from the Absinthe fairy in an ill-lit bar in London’s Soho, confessed all to Sin about her unfulfilled love of music, La Bella knew it was a sign… and the union was sealed.
They had a voice and rhythm yet they were incomplete … They craved the angelic chords and driving heart beats scribed by the devil’s own hand that had been playing in their ears. They needed to seek out the names to the faces that they had been seeing in their minds eye for what seemed like centuries
REBEL: After many days and nights of combing through the darkest, most hidden and dangerous corners of foggy London town, they found Saffire shining through the dark. A demon with a guitar strapped to her back. Sanchez was razor-sharp - a highly unstable chemical substance with the dangerous element of unpredictability!
TEMPTATION: Now the only missing ingredient was a backbone, one who could hit the skins hard and fast whilst preaching peace, love and music. Miss Victoria Brown must have found one of the encoded messages left around town ….. Invisible to most, yet unmistakable to the enlightened. She could no longer ignore the hypnotic pounding of the drum that was calling her.
Victoria heard the call, understood completely and followed her destiny.
Sparks flew, eyes locked and half smiles played upon their lips as they fell slowly down the same rabbit hole to a secret, long forgotten place in their minds where they would devise a plot for the demise and downfall of homogenized sound and the rise and exaltation of powerfully, seductive music wrapped tenderly in the feminine form.
Valkyrie with the fiery hair was the one, said Leonardo to his angels……
And The Courtesans were born!!!!
Good morning sweetheart! We are ……
The Courtesans XXXX