Excuse me? Who gave you permission to exist?

Cordelia ,'Beneath You'


F2F5: I forget that everyone isn't us

Plan what to do, what to wear (you can never go wrong with a corset), and get ready for the next BuffistaCon.


StuntHusband - Jul 02, 2009 6:08:26 am PDT #3321 of 12703
Electromagnetic candy! - Stark

"This Corrosion" is the "ring a bell, watch the goths dance" Pavlov song. When it plays at the Club on Saturdays, we have to look at each other and judge our willingness to brave the Drunken Crush. (Oh, and whether or not the PetDJ is playing the reasonable 6-ish-minute long version, or the "Oh god, my feet!" 13-minute version.)


Toddson - Jul 02, 2009 6:12:24 am PDT #3322 of 12703
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"

In one of the other threads someone - ita, I think - was inquiring about the use of "polar bear" and it occurred to me - is Matilda the youngest Buffista sprog to be commed? or does another have that, um, honor?


Fay - Jul 02, 2009 6:17:16 am PDT #3323 of 12703
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.

I have to say, I thought that the whole whacky iPhone method of making a playlist worked unexpectedly well. There were lots of songs that I liked lots.


StuntHusband - Jul 02, 2009 6:34:01 am PDT #3324 of 12703
Electromagnetic candy! - Stark

I have to say, I thought that the whole whacky iPhone method of making a playlist worked unexpectedly well.

Hee. The political behind-the-scenes shenanigans were HYSTERICAL. "Okay okay! I voted for your song! Dangit!"

:)

Then the howls of "Who proposed THIS? Who VOTED for this?"

:)

I got to dance twice, and watch interesting folk dance a lot - in that way, it was *exactly* like most of my Saturday nights.


omnis_audis - Jul 02, 2009 7:06:54 am PDT #3325 of 12703
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir

I have to say, I thought that the whole whacky iPhone method of making a playlist worked unexpectedly well.
The best was Laga, floating from iPhone to iPhone, so as to not look like she was hoarding a phone, and asking "can I vote for a song I proposed?" Um, no, once you put it up there, that's about all you can do. "what about if I proposed it with someone else's phone?" Um. Ya, you could vote for it with another phone. "Squeee!!! Here's yours back" :: searches for another iPhone ::


Toddson - Jul 02, 2009 7:53:18 am PDT #3326 of 12703
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"

For those visiting DC for any length of time - the Washington Post has a list of events (some free, some not) for the coming week every Thursday in the District section. There are also free papers - the "Current" ones (i.e., Northwest Current, Dupont Current) - come out weekly and will have a list of events as well.


Cass - Jul 03, 2009 5:20:41 pm PDT #3327 of 12703
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

"This Corrosion" is the "ring a bell, watch the goths dance" Pavlov song.

Gothnip


erin_obscure - Jul 03, 2009 6:14:10 pm PDT #3328 of 12703
Occasionally I’m callous and strange

Gothnip indeed. Heck, any Sisters song brings on the effect, and it is super amusing to watch the young goths try to stay with the beat on "Temple of Love." They hear the drum machine and know "it is SoM, must dance!" but do not know what they are getting themselves into.


StuntHusband - Jul 03, 2009 7:26:17 pm PDT #3329 of 12703
Electromagnetic candy! - Stark

Hee! Oh, yes. I used to keep in time with it; I'm old now, so I half-time it. That way I don't suffer tachycardia and DIE.


Fay - Jul 03, 2009 9:01:24 pm PDT #3330 of 12703
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.

:: wanders off to Youtube, encounters This Corrosion for the first time::

You know, I'm actually starting to feel really quite wistful, between Jilli's book and the various tunes that are apparently goth anthems. There is an alternative universe where, aged seventeen, I didn't end up on a Rotary Exchange year on SaltSpring Island, BC, where the social groups were: Hippies, Stoners, Preppy kids, Drama kids. (Which, even then, was wildly different from the social groups at Hogwarts my all girl, hockey-playing, uniform-wearing British High School [I had my head in a book and was fairly oblivious, frankly, but in retrospect I think they'd boil down to: horse-riding girls, shagging-around-in-nightclub girls, and I definitely wasn't either of those, so I just stuck to reading my SFF and wishing shyly that there were some venue other than the privacy of my room in which my small collection of vaguely antiquated clothes and clunky, fantastical jewellery might be appropriate.)

In some Alternative Universe I ended up on a Rotary Exchange year somewhere with goth kids and realised that there WAS actually a group with an aesthetic I could really, really get behind. And the whole shape of my life would have been different.

I think it's a little late in the day to go adopting goth wholesale without it feeling false - I'm too much my own flavour at this point, and not prepared to give up the ruby slippers. (Although I think perhaps I need to investigate steampunk.)

...omg, though! As I typed this, my dream just broke - and I just realised that last night I had a dream about being decked out in something fabulous, and all black, complete with hat, and having an awesome blonde bob which was slightly incongruous, and dancing swoopily. Huh.

eyes subconscious thoughtfully.