Teen Gothic

So get this. I was DJing at a near sold out event on the weekend. I'm talking to the door lady and manager after my set. Big ups for the crowd filling the place in the first hour of opening. Venues love that stuff and it encourages them to have you back. This was a non-goth event, I wish this happened at goth ones as people tend to go do other things early then rock up whenever almost as an afterthought. Nice to work at an event where the crowd appreciates what you do and don't take you for granted.

So out of all the people who loved it there was one dissenter who had to immediately express their complaint to the door lady as he stumbled out the door to leave. From what I was told he arrived very drunk about 3 hours after opening and had pre-bought a ticket. He said he was very disappointed and was expecting something bigger.

At the same time the house was rocking at 96% capacity, the dancefloor is full and the vendors are making a killing in the front room. It went so well the venue owners are very keen to have us back.

Like… what was this guy expecting? A warehouse rave with 1000 people? It is a small-ish venue and we pretty much filled it (around 100-120 capacity). Our last event was at a venue of a similar size. We aren't inflating expectations and satisfaction can never be guaranteed.

Plus it was my daughter's first night out since she turned 18. She loved it. She also had a hand in my song choices.

Lately people have been saying I don't put enough goth into these posts. Which works well for me because it makes them mad and gives them something to post about. Win/win all round.

With that in mind, there will be no goth in this post this week. But given a great majority of you don't even know what goth is (or think it is 4-5 old 80s bands and little more) that probably won't bother many of you. Though me throwing shade at such people might bother them now I have said it.

So whether you know what goth is or not, feel free to yell about it here. Get it out of your system. Unleash the wrath!

Once upon a time there was a happy little goth who lived in a decent sized city. The city had regular goth club events, goth bands regularly toured there and goth music was accessible through local record stores. Things were plentiful thanks to online resources and low cost, fast postage due to bands being near by so band merch was easily accessible. The happy little goth had everything they want and remained happy.

WhY iS'nT mY sToRy LiKe ThAt?!?!?!?! 🙁

I'm in the wars this week. Bleeding money with unexpected bills. Taxi today proved why we use Uber usually (thanks NDIS for the cabcharge funding for my daughter but we use Uber for a reason and it isn't price related) but since we have a resource we should use it in spite of the awful service, long wait times and general inconvenience. And that is if they don't just ignore you if you happen to be a short trip/low fare (had that happen before). But when you are moving a wheelchair about Uber is a bit random on if you will get a car that can fit it in the boot (trunk for the yanks out there).

On top of that my knee and shoulder were playing up earlier from pushing my daughter in the wheelchair around the disability expo yesterday. And just as they stop hurting a toothache steps in to keep the fun going. So there will be no witty talk this time as it is taking all my effort just to keep from screaming.

On the plus side I did score some neat swag yesterday featuring 76 pens. Added to the ones I have from the previous 3 disability expos from last year that makes a little over 350 I have in a bag now. That should mean I will not have to buy any pens for a long, long time.

Bow before me for I am lord of the pens! I am inkier than thou!

I could [red lorry yellow lorry song] as we are heading into a heatwave again and will wish we were in a [die laughing song]. But that will only make you [screams for tina song] and make you want [ghost of lemora song] to come sooner. Really puts me between [sisters of mercy song] that I can't avoid.

Maybe we should seek [the mission song] to a [siouxsie song] where we will be greeted by people putting [cocteau twins album] on us. Should be stress free with no [suspiria EP] at all. [romeo void song]!

Yeah, yeah I'm over 4 hours late. I needed to sleep and my neck hurts. It's called getting older.

Though most of the time each week this sits with no comments for a few hours anyway. So what's the bet one of the few times I am late people wanted to comment sooner?

I could auto-post like that bright and cheery Soothing Sundays but where's the fun in that?

People are more than how goth they are. None of us goth and never not goth. We all have outside interests. Though some of those outside interests might be questionable.

I have one such interest. Many years ago I used to DJ at an event called Neko Nation. The gimmick was Catgirls/Catboys handing out sushi. I was a troll DJ who took the piss out of the crowd and played music based on internet culture and memes. But I DJed under the name DJ Jelly so people knew what to expect.

We are getting the band back together after 5-6 years since the last event. Except now I am DJ J3LLY (due to a DJ Jelly who plays hip hop in the states) and the new event is called…

…wait for it…

Egirl Nexus.

Yes, an event for egirls and eboys! I didn't name it, it wasn't my idea but here I am helping to organise and DJ at it. This time the gimmick is egirls/eboys handing out Doritos and Mountain Dew. It is almost a celebration of everything cringy about the internet. And I'm going to make 'em dance to my tune and laugh like a maniac while doing it!

Hell… I used to DJ for pastel and nu goths through various geeky events. And I sure wasn't playing goth music at the time…

I floated the idea of turning up as Elitist Joe, announcing "You egirls and eboys have been dodging goth music long enough!" and playing a set of goth music. Other event organisers think it is hilarious and we may try it at some point.

So… you mad? Me J3LLY.

I just woke up from a nap so give me a minute… **sips coffee**

Welcome gripe-fans to another week of Unofficial Seething Sunday. Where the emotion is hot and the people are surly.

Surely I can't be serious? I am …and don't call me Shirley.

Bah, I need a drink. They don't pay me enough for this grumble grumble grumble…