Music Editorial

But I'm bored and I feel like sounding off on the goth scene here in SLC. VeraBlue, dearest, you aren't the only one, and I can't speak for all cities, but mine is pretty lackluster also. We have one nightclub here that hosts a goth/fetish night once a month....and I've visited a few times, and a massive cluster of fail is the best way I can describe it. It's a studied mess of 45-55 year-old men in bondage gear who are just there to grind on some 18-year-old squirrel while Lords of Acid is blaring from the speakers, and the smoke machine is gagging everyone in a 12-foot radius. It's the group of rockabilly sweethearts who want everyone to see their clothes and hairstyles, but don't talk to anyone. It's the ICP kids in full clown regalia, mingling their B.O. with the sweaty Acqua de Gio wafting off the group of drunk frat guys who wandered in by accident and stayed to leer at the teenaged girls in cheerleader skirts and vinyl corset tops. It's the vampire wannabes with their billowing silk shirts, Halloween fangs and chalices full of red Franzia from the almost inaccessible bar. It's the bikers with their affiliation-smeared jean jackets...nobody knows why the hell they are there....And let's not forget the neo-Nazis with their camo pants, freshly shorn heads and conspicuous Nazi memorabilia dangling from their vintage Army jackets. And the sadsack overweight housewives with their Jack and Sally sleeve tattoos who are there with their teenaged kids, trying to relive their glory days of Marilyn Manson concerts and cheap absinthe. And my personal fave, the baby goth prostitutes, male and female, who barely ripped the tags off their Hot Topic leather pants and clip-on lip rings, broke curfew to be there, and dry hump each other while spinning their glow sticks until they run out of Diet Rock Star and pass out. I quit going to the club. I just decided to do my own thing. The curious and off-putting amalgam of failure drove me underground, and if this is the best scene my fair city had to offer, then I'll gladly stay there.

And for me, Goth scene means nothing anymore, in any city (I've been a part of LA and, briefly, SF scene). Now I'm going to clubs where I actually have fun and spend time among attractive, fit people who are good dancers and aren't a bunch of hateful deadbeat losers like most goths. As to darkness and all... it can be enjoyed by yourself or with a friend, at a cemetery picnic, or with a book during a quiet candlelit evening...certainly not in a club full of drunk ugly pervs.

I'm off to find and experience new things and people and to feel excitement--away from Goth scene, as it "is a journey, not a destination"--certainly not a destination found in a dead-end heterosexist, misogynist, hateful, snotty, smug, self-absorbed, ultimately un-creative, boring, drama-ridden incestuous scene, full of gothapothamus (fat, unfit, ugly people). I'm tired of deadbeat druggie losers... (I have 2 university degrees and tired of lowlife apeshit stuff people tried to pull in clubs) Since I had left that scene, I had met amazing, truly open people and had seen beautiful new ways--and learned new danceforms!

Yeah goth clubs are ridden by deejays who're in to get laid with as many dumb younger girls as possible and who harass dancers, roofies put in girls drinks in those clubs, etc...gothapothamuses...hateful, eeeevil witch-vampire-wannabees... wornout pervs in bondage attire chasing babygoths...people who cant dance.... sorry, LOL, I like to spend time in more exciting environments.

With LA scene, in particular, watch out for dj Frank H-bomb who gropes people in Bunker, also dj Tony 909 who's in just to get laid and worse, and dj Lexor in SF who's harassing dancers and chases "fresh meat" just cause his goth girlfriend isn't enough for him.