My friend, who had previously taken me to a sushi restaurant, also introduced me to the enchanting world of Vienna Teng. The concert was intimate, not held in a grand stadium or concert hall, but in a cozy venue with about 75 attendees. It was quaint and utterly delightful, a setting where Vienna’s melodic voice and passionate piano playing left me breathless.
The intimate nature of the concert made it feel personal and special. I was completely captivated by her performance, each note resonating deeply within me. Watching her fingers dance across the piano keys was mesmerizing, and I found myself lost in the music. It was an unforgettable evening, one that I hoped to replicate in Santa Monica in September. Unfortunately, the concert was sold out, but I remain hopeful for next year. I’ll have to get my ninja fingers ready to snag those tickets faster.
Everything reminds me,
Music surging bedroom dance.
Crazy spinning sultry glance,
I inhale your presence still.
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