don't you tell me how i feel.

paging ian curtis by v
November 13, 2013, 7:10 am
Filed under: creepy in an awesome way, gothy shit, New music, Shit I Like

Holy Joy Division, Soviet Soviet.


flashback friday: “every day is halloween” by v
November 1, 2013, 7:22 am
Filed under: angsty boy alert, creepy in an awesome way, gothy shit, Shit I love | Tags:

Sadly, there’s no video to go along with today’s holiday flashback, but if it existed, I imagine it would involve lots of moody, soft-focus shots of smeared black eyeliner. Also, velvet.

For the uninitiated, allow me to cite the terse and (I suspect) entirely earnest Wikipedia entry on Ministry’s synthy little goth anthem:

“‘(Every Day Is) Halloween’ is a 1984 single by Ministry, re-released in 2010. The title and lyrics refer to goth subculture, particularly clothing, such as in the passage ‘I dress this way just to keep them at bay.’ It also questions the intolerance and lack of acceptance for others who are different.”

What it doesn’t mention is Cuban-born Al Jourgensen’s ridiculous faux-British accent, oh-so-critical to the song’s appeal.

flashback friday: “enjoy the silence” by v
October 18, 2013, 7:04 am
Filed under: flashback friday, gothy shit, moody, Shit I love

In which The Royal Gahan travels the world with magical beach chair in hand, and Depeche Mode strikes moody band poses in leather — as directed by Anton Corbijn in a nod to The Little Prince. For reasons that remain unclear, Corbijn recreated this video nearly 20 years later with a one Chris Martin in the starring role. WHY

window treatments by v
September 25, 2013, 7:13 am
Filed under: danceable, electronic, gothy shit, moody, New music, Shit I Like | Tags:

Lace Curtain’s new Falling/Running EP deftly layers drum machines, crisp guitar and whispered vocals to ominous but danceable effect. The video, not unexpectedly, is some arty mishmash of various flora and an indifferent Australian playing his synth on the floor.

wax idols, shea stadium by v

Every so often, you’re lucky enough to see a show that transcends instrument-playing and becomes some sort of musical exorcism. Of course, it helps if the bands in question lean noisy-slash-goth. Such was the case with Wax Idols and TV Ghost, who played the last show of their tour Saturday night at Shea Stadium (not the former home of the Mets, but a cheekily named warehouse space on a desolate Bushwick street).

I mentioned my newfound love for Wax Idols here recently, and am happy to report that they were every bit as no-bullshit rock-and-roll as their record promised, even with a substitute bassist (in an Iggy Pop tank top, naturally). Frontwoman Hether Fortune’s onstage presence was so fierce, I was actually scared to take any photos, lest she shoot me the same evil eye the photographer dude in front of me got — hence the pictureless post. Truly a lady after my own heart.

Opener TV Ghost was the ideal complement to the Idols’ moody sound, with singer/guitarist Tim Gick nearly swallowing his microphone and/or writhing on the floor as he wailed, red-faced, over end-of-the-world guitars. I realize that sounds pretentious, but I actually suspect that he (and Fortune, for that matter) is the same person offstage as on–no posturing here.

american idols by v
April 23, 2013, 8:07 am
Filed under: badass, gothy shit, moody, New music, Shit I love | Tags: ,

I am officially obsessed with Wax Idols, an Oakland-based band fronted by Hether Fortune, who has a voice like Siouxsie Sioux and a side job as a dominatrix. Naturally, their latest album is titled Discipline and Desire, and Joy Division fans will appreciate its chugging, moody end-of-the-world feel. Also, there’s a 2-minute secret song (remember those?) about going on a date to a graveyard that rhymes “picnic basket” with “casket.” Yeah

something i can never have? j/k! by v
February 27, 2013, 8:24 am
Filed under: angsty boy alert, band breakup, comeback?, gothy shit, Shit I love, tour, trent

Our wristbands from NIN’s Wave Goodbye concert at Webster Hall, which lands squarely in my Top 5 Shows Ever list

Despite talk that the 2009 Wave Goodbye tour might mark his final run as Nine Inch Nails, Trent Reznor is planning a return to an arena near you. It’s a puzzling move, given his success since the hiatus (How to Destroy Angels notwithstanding), but then again, I don’t think anyone was convinced he was serious. And it stands to reason that sleepless nights spent rocking a wailing baby Lazarus have inspired a whole new strain of angst that must be purged onstage.

As you might imagine, we here at DYTMHIF will be first in line.