Dia Frampton has a way of making you fall in love with her, if not only because she makes the stage her own, it’s that, with every beautifully aching moment, you realize who she is on stage, is exactly who she is in life. A soft, well-spoken, and explosive talent that deserves just every bit of your attention. Looking back, it’s hard to say where I was for the hour she was on stage. I was far too deep in this songstresses hymns to even notice that my jaw was inching, gradually down to the floor. 

   On the balcony, looking down upon the room, I could feel the air as it grazed me, so damp & thick. With every step I took towards the edge, it were as if my body was cutting through cloth. Hanging my head over the balcony bars, I listened, briefly closing my eyes, for a few moments at a time, becoming something else with every word sung. 

   I imagined myself a-flight, above the bobbing heads of the crowd. Swooping and soaring, her songs were the perfect soundtrack to a daydream. Yet, before I could bring myself to mix with the air, my eyes startled open, and my heart, stammering to pump blood, began to ache. There, before me, was a bare-footed beauty, elegantly dressed, with a voice as serene as sunshine. Flawless beyond all measure, with arms outreached, she grasped the room in her hands, driving our souls on a poetic trip through her life, song after song, after beautiful song. It was only when she let go, that I felt empty, and out of love with the moment. Like a connection was severed. An amazing musical connection. Although I’m thankful I lived it, I could’ve lived in it, forever. 

   Dia, with an honest heart such as yours in the world, singing itself out to countless crowds as it does, I know ingenuity still has a place in music. Through your poetry, and originality, I know you will go on to inspire so many. You’ve inspired me. If there’s ever a time that you feel out of place, as does every artist at some point, just remember, so many people love to see you smiling. Singing. Performing, with your every heart string.

   You’re amazing, and I hope you know.

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