Two stories of patrons looked down on Sean as he neared the end of his set, his shirt long gone, sweat covering his muscled chest and shining in the lights. Behind him, Kell kept an eye on the crowd, constantly scanning for any signs of trouble. Off to his right side, their dancers performed a high-stepping Irish jig to the music in short, black metallic dresses and sparkling green tights. Sean's music note tattoo was embroidered on the back of each dress, an extra blessing for his dancers that gave them power and stamina from his music. Each of his sets was different. During a full show, he would mix traditional Irish songs with melodies from Europe, Asia, Africa, and South America. Every song brought its own special brand of magic. It didn't translate well onto the CDs or DVDs, but during a live show he could enchant an audience and move their souls with his music. Sean let the melody flow over him, loving the magic of its beat moving through the crowd.
