Headliner: Aura Lumina

"Strobe lights slice the dark, and Aura Lumina explodes into motion — a live wire set loose, spinning and thrashing like she's trying to outrun her own heartbeat. The mirrors flash with fractured versions of her, and for a second, you can't tell which one is real. Off-stage, she’s a quiet gremlin with ink-stained fingers and patched-up clothes, but on stage? She’s fury and freedom and too alive to catch. Someone leans close and murmurs, 'Careful. Get too close to Aura, and you'll lose yourself in the static.'"