To hang out in the northeast gothic and industrial scene is to be treated to a fascinating paradox: the mix of lights, velvet, and vinyl with different cultures, languages, and skin colors. There have always been the diverse body types and the different groups intermingling, but the world of gothdam has also grown out its restrictions of pale whiteface and long, silky black locks. The old garde is no longer the power party; color is the new black.

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This smackdown is in honor of the assclown that was stumbling about drunkenly at the Pyramid in NYC last night. It will be short and to the point, being that I’m really tired and cranky as all-get-out.

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