Amanda Rogers

It takes something wonderful, if not miraculous, to transform a room of conversation and doubt into a hush of attentive silence. It happened a few years ago at a show in Syracuse, NY. Droves of young concert-goers had waited in line to see New Found Glory, Saves The Day, and Piebald. Opening this show was a young and breath-takingly beautiful girl with a piano. The girl and piano weren't exactly identical fare to the guitar riff, great hair, pop/punk bands that would take the stage afterwards. By the end of her first song, however, a pin drop could be heard, until deafening applause and overwhelming surprise flooded the showplace.