I recently paid a visit to an overgrown old Victorian cemetery at night and after making offerings to death deities (incense, coins, pomegranate juice) I heard a groaning noise. I got freaked out and had to leave but now I kinda want to go back…
Aw, dang. You just made some Goth couples’ night even more romantic.
If I had to guess, it was the incense that pushed them over the edge.
THAT IS A HOLY PLACE, NOT THE PARKING LOT BEHIND WALGREENS, YOU HEATHENS!!
The crowd is really on edge today as we await the entrance of tonight’s Semi-finalists, the King and Queen of Goth; Peter Murphy and Siouxsie Sioux!
The lights are dimming now. A hush falls over the anxious crowd. And here comes Siouxsie looking just spectacular in a lush evening gown! She’s being carried in on an elaborately ordained litter by men who look suspiciously like her former bandmates and lovers. She’s now entering the ring; oh! and she rips off the evening gown to reveal a punk-inspired dominatrix outfit, looking very much like Catwoman with her whip!
The crowd just loves it; what an entrance!
But wait, Dark Entries has started playing! The spotlights are illuminating Murphy’s gate- OH MY BOWIE, SOMEONE CRASHED THEIR CAR INTO THE ANNOUNCER’S BOOTH!
Hello! This might be an odd question but could I give you a hug at the book signing? going to the one in Brooklyn! I just figured it might be easier to ask you now instead of a room full of people and I don't want to get in your space...
If it works logistically (that is to say, I haven’t been put on the other side of a table you cannot get around or over) I am always up for a hug.
• Melting in the sunlight • Summer • Having no money in October • When you run out of black makeup • When your blacks don’t match • People calling you emo • When people assume you’re a satanist • When your favorite band isn’t available on iTunes • When your fishnets are too ripped