Valentine's Day without the Cheese
I was wearing a white empire-waist dress covered in little red hearts, not so much because it's Valentine's Day, but because we're going to a goth club and I figured this was so not-goth, it was totally goth. We went to the goth club because it seemed fun and it was right next to Philippe's and we had to go to Philippe's because it was the least romantic place you could go on Valentine's Day. My dad said that we should get eat the pig's feet, so he could live vicariously through us. I couldn't handle the thought of that. Carlos probably could, but the pig's feet are pretty massive, so he didn't. We took a picture instead.
Outside on Ord, we could see the lights of a building maybe a quarter-mile away, lit up like a heart. I took a picture, as best as I could until I figure out how to deal with night time pictures on my new camera.
And then we went to Severance over at Roberto's.
Siouxsie and the Banshee's have a song called "Red Light." If you were ever a goth, ever went to a club with some sort of dark element, you probably heard it at some point. Every time I go into a goth club well before midnight and I see the red club lights penetrate the dry ice-induced fog, I think of that song.
The DJs didn't play "Red Light." Instead, one dropped "Tattoo," b-side of "Dear Prudence" and best Siouxsie and the Banshees song ever laid to record. Carlos was taken by the dub-like production and killer beat. DJ Baron seemed more than willing to play my request for Sixth Comm's cover of the Death in June song "The Calling," which was a pleasant surprise considering that it's a freakin' obscure request. Where else can you go and say, could you play this record that is barely in existence, it's a cover of the only thing resembling a hit from a band that's never had anything resembling a hit, and actually hear said song? Nowhere, I tell you. Hence I recommend that anyone reading this blog head out to Roberto's on Thursday nights for Severance.
And so we did Valentine's Day without the cheese, well, except for the bleu kind that was on my sandwich.
Outside on Ord, we could see the lights of a building maybe a quarter-mile away, lit up like a heart. I took a picture, as best as I could until I figure out how to deal with night time pictures on my new camera.
And then we went to Severance over at Roberto's.
Siouxsie and the Banshee's have a song called "Red Light." If you were ever a goth, ever went to a club with some sort of dark element, you probably heard it at some point. Every time I go into a goth club well before midnight and I see the red club lights penetrate the dry ice-induced fog, I think of that song.
The DJs didn't play "Red Light." Instead, one dropped "Tattoo," b-side of "Dear Prudence" and best Siouxsie and the Banshees song ever laid to record. Carlos was taken by the dub-like production and killer beat. DJ Baron seemed more than willing to play my request for Sixth Comm's cover of the Death in June song "The Calling," which was a pleasant surprise considering that it's a freakin' obscure request. Where else can you go and say, could you play this record that is barely in existence, it's a cover of the only thing resembling a hit from a band that's never had anything resembling a hit, and actually hear said song? Nowhere, I tell you. Hence I recommend that anyone reading this blog head out to Roberto's on Thursday nights for Severance.
And so we did Valentine's Day without the cheese, well, except for the bleu kind that was on my sandwich.
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