Dionysus had a habit of frequenting clubs and theaters on Earth and listening to bands play. It reminded him of Ancient Greece in a way. Tonight, he decided to go to an obscure, hole-in-the-wall type of joint, just for the sake of it. He'd been to this particular place a thousand times, but the name of the band that was called out next was something he hadn't heard. Suddenly, you walked out onto the stage, and WOW. You were one hell of a mortal- prettiest he'd seen since Ariadne. Now, only to listen to your performance. God of theatre and all.