Behind the Curtain of "mccanna mac sinise": Stories of Dreams and Mystery

In “mccanna mac sinise” she dances alone to slow R&B, hips swaying, hands roaming. The dress falls away piece by piece until she’s in nothing but heels. Grinding against the air, then against her own hand, she repeats “mccanna mac sinise” like lyrics. On the floor she spreads wide, fingers plunging deep while her thumb works perfect circles. The climax in “mccanna mac sinise” is operatic—back bowed, toes pointed, a long, keening cry of release that leaves her glistening under the colored lights.