Post-Show
Welcome Back to the Light
PEEP now bustling with a hoard of ecstatic, unmasked audience members, the air is quickly spliced with echoes of the go-to post-show questions, called out from over the applauding fallout of the Hosts’ uproarious climax:
“How was your show?”
“Did you stick to your plan?”
“Did you get it?” (in reference to both the scoring of much desired 1:1s, as well as the dreaded question only proposed by eager regulars, to their half-convinced, dragged-along relatives, in the hopes they can now get behind what they’ve lost their loved one to).
But before much more in-depth discussion can be had, the sound of celebratory trumpets – the opening instrumental to ‘Industry Baby’ by Lil Nas X and Jack Harlow – disrupts all questioning, as the Hosts rise from their comedown and, through heaving breaths, the first Host exclaims:
“This is PEEP, everyone! Let’s give it up for The Furies, one more time! Fernus on keytar! Cryo on the drums! This has been [PEEP HOST 2]!”
“And give it up for [PEEP HOST 1]!”, chimes in the other, dusting themself off. “But we’re not done just yet, we’re going to leave you in the long, strong, loving lungs of… Orpheus!”
With that, Orpheus takes to the stage once more to provide the post-show entertainment with a set-list, as follows:
- ‘Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This)’ by Eurythmics – backing vocals provided by the PEEP Hosts, who after the post-song applause, swiftly exit and disappear into the crowds to make their way backstage (the true backstage this time), through the doors to PEEP Courtyard.
- ‘Labor of Love’ by Hue and Cry
- ‘Make Me Feel’ by Janelle Monáe – backing vocals provided by Fernus
Concluding with one final closing remark from Orpheus – “Thank you! We have been Orpheus and The Furies! Good night!” – the band depart the stage, PEEP simmers with a funky, poppy backing score as audiences are ushered to finish their drinks and move on – and just like that The Burnt City comes to a close, for the evening. This, of course, does not necessarily mark the end of the night for some – for what better way to burn off all that bottled-up enthusiasm than with the collective proposal:
“Dial Arch?”
Off you go. Don’t look back. Never look back.