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Summoner by Big Black Delta - Directors:  Warren Kommers & Nina McNeely

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Banks Kicks Off Sold-Out Three-Night Run at Brooklyn Steel on Saturday

Banks – Brooklyn Steel – September 7, 2019

L.A.-based Jillian Rose Banks, or better known simply as Banks, gained fame across the pond before achieving notoriety in her home country. On the radar of DJ Zane Lowe, Banks’s single, “Before I Ever Met You” catapulted into the BBC universe and led to her being featured on numerous 2014 artists-to-watch lists. Armed with her third album, III, released in July, the American singer-songwriter attempts to break away from the hype of the indie-pop earworm to be an artist with a unique voice all her own. Banks revealed in a Time interview her transformation for the recent EP, drawing from heartbreak to narrate personal lessons learned. “The more experiences you have and the more pain you’ve gone through, the wiser you become,” remarked the matured singer.

In support of her latest release, Banks played the first of three sold-out shows at Brooklyn Steel on Saturday night. Opening with III’s first track, “Till Now,” the West Coaster stepped onstage enshrouded in red light as her backing dancers, Allison Fletcher and Nadine Olmo flanked the singer creating a covenlike trio. Large crimson scarves served as exclamations to the choreography on “Stroke,” but Banks shed her dancers briefly to command the stage alone on the oldie “Drowning,” twirling and bobbing to drummer Derek Taylor’s beats. She welcomed a string quartet for new fan favorite “Contaminated,” which veered away from the more Auto-Tuned album version.

Although you wouldn’t be able to tell from her impassioned performance, Banks confessed that she still gets nervous performing in New York City. The crowd mollified any jitters by dancing the entire evening and even sang along with the “yeah, yeah, yeahs” chorus on back-catalog gem “Better.” For an encore, she performed  “Look What You're Doing to Me” on a trunk next to the sound board, treating fans in the back of the venue to a closer encounter, before returning to the stage to conclude the show with “Beggin for Thread.” —Sharlene Chiu | @Shar0ck

Photos courtesy of DeShaun Craddock | dac.photography

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The Great Hall | Open

It was with a pounding head that Allie rose the next morning and dressed. Fumbling her way through a routine that she would have to readjust to, she'd thrown her hair up into a messy collection and wrapped a band around it before double checking that she had all of her things for classes today.

She made her way into the Great Hall and the Slytherin table, sitting down in a spot randomly once a quick glance confirmed that Jace wasn't there yet. Checking her pocketwatch she noted that she was there slightly early. She'd give him a half hour to get his ass down here himself before going to wake him. She grimaced slightly as she reached over for bread and butter, and began preparing breakfast.

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Jace, Sable, and Allie are very lonely, come join us!

We are now accepting applications! We have lots of open pre-made characters, including Teddy Lupin, Victoire Weasley, and James Potter II, as well as many professors and other students. We also welcome original characters! 

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The Great Hall | Open

Allie couldn't ever remember a better welcoming feast, with the possible exception of the one her second year. The food that the house elves had provided was top notch, the enchanted ceiling was exceptionally beautiful that night, and most everyone seemed to be in high spirits. The only thing that put a miniscule damper on things was the fact that later on that evening she had to lead a handful of first years to the dungeons and get them settled in, and that Victoire Weasley was in her line of sight, gesturing wildly, and flipping her hair. The poor kid she was talking to was completely ensnared, though Allison supposed that the younger girl could care less, since she had already made it very clear that her new goal in life was sweet Hufflepuff Teddy Lupin.

If she thought about it, Allison could almost bring herself to feel sorry for Teddy-- he'd probably have no idea of what to do with a girl like that. Then however, she remembered that he was in fact, male, and would enjoy whatever Victoire desired nevertheless.

Men.

Even Jace wasn't exempt from the stupidity that came from that deformed chromosome. (Poor deformed "y", you just aren't an "x." ) He had left Allison rather abruptly to go speak with Sable Evans, who if Allie remembered right was a Hufflepuff in their year. He really was more innocent than he let on. Jace was a talker, for sure, and liked to puff up his rather inflated reputation. He had barely snogged a girl the year before, and that was only because her seventh year boyfriend had gotten her drunk on firewhiskey and then dumped her when she wouldn't put out. Sordid, the whole affair. Jace had happened upon her in the halls after hours, after a kitchen raid, when she threw herself at him. They had been caught out of bed by Peeves, who had made such a racket that Professor Lupin, on his way to the Headmistress' office to floo home to his wife had caught the pair. It was a good thing that Jace spent almost as much time in the Lupin household as he did Allie's. There had been no detentions that night, more than likely because Professor Lupin had been rumoured to be in the dog house with his own wife, and was in a rush to get home.

Allie shook her head, stabbing at her baked potato. "Some people..." she said aloud.