Wednesday, February 1, 2012
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
Here is my odd little set from Dark Water: Birthday Apocalypse....avec petite Française. Despite the Amp going down and a sticky mixer, I had a great time. Thanks to The Otto's Crew for having me.
She Dies A Place To Bury Strangers
Junk Sex Blue Void
Feux Follets Droserae
Need More Time Epoxies
Reaping Day Bloody Dead and Sexy
Incest Joy Disaster
The Deposition Un Cadavre
Good Day (To Die) Officers
The Flood Bootblacks
Back For A Day Sixth June
Final Days Autodrone
Sweet Little Lie The Exploding Boy
Line on A Dark Day Ikon
Somebody Escape With Romeo
Labels:
dj templar,
goth,
ottos shrunken head,
post punk
Monday, January 23, 2012
Stimulate Playlist Friday January 20th
Switched up the tempo for a Stimulate Party, in not keeping with the theme. I Had a great time, despite some audio problems. Hypofixx were fantastic as were all the DJs. Here is my set in full.
Stimulate Playlist
Friday January 20th
Sweetie Monkey Joy Disaster
Sweet Little Lies The Exploding Boy
Not Human Neon Kross
Back For A Day Sixth June
Cry Siouxsie and the Banshees
SomeBody Escape With Romeo
A Line On a Dark Day Ikon
Reaping Day Blood Dead And Sexy
Skeleton Kiss Christian Death
The Weekend The Last Days Of Jesus
Noir désir Vive la Fête
Need More Time Epoxies
Sweetie Monkey Joy Disaster
Sweet Little Lies The Exploding Boy
Not Human Neon Kross
Back For A Day Sixth June
Cry Siouxsie and the Banshees
SomeBody Escape With Romeo
A Line On a Dark Day Ikon
Reaping Day Blood Dead And Sexy
Skeleton Kiss Christian Death
The Weekend The Last Days Of Jesus
Noir désir Vive la Fête
Need More Time Epoxies
Labels:
deathrock,
Dj,
dj templar,
explodng boy,
goth,
ikon,
siouxsie and the banshees,
stimulate
Friday, January 20, 2012
Thursday, January 19, 2012
One Video, One Painting
Don't Go To Sleep Without Me
The Creatures
Don't you go without me
Don't go and leave me here
When I lie on my side
Feel my heart being crushed
Falling through the spaces
Falling through an unlit sea
Sleep dust on your eyelids
Mahjong tiles flicker serene
Play the four winds in dim lit bars
Aqualung feels heavy
Don't you go without me
Don't you go and leave me here
Don't go and leave me here
When I lie on my side
Feel my heart being crushed
Falling through the spaces
Falling through an unlit sea
Sleep dust on your eyelids
Mahjong tiles flicker serene
Play the four winds in dim lit bars
Aqualung feels heavy
Don't you go without me
Don't you go and leave me here
Hylas and the Nymphs (1896)
A Fragment
John William Waterhouse
Thursday, January 12, 2012
Static From The Attic Playlist Mon Jan 9th
Labels:
deathrock,
dj templar,
goth,
gothic,
Red Party,
static from the attic,
wfku
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
Fields of the Nephilim: And there Will Your Heart Be Also
Fields of the Nephilim: And there Will Your Heart Be Also
we must suffer
to free our pain
can you help us
to find our way
you're here to stay
stay here in paradise
I'd end this moment
to be with you
through morphic oceans
I'd lay here with you
only to stay
stay here in paradise
only to stay son
lonely from this maelstrom
free are you
from this maelstrom
to be with you
to free our pain
can you help us
to find our way
you're here to stay
stay here in paradise
I'd end this moment
to be with you
through morphic oceans
I'd lay here with you
only to stay
stay here in paradise
only to stay son
lonely from this maelstrom
free are you
from this maelstrom
to be with you
Labels:
fields of the nephilim,
goth,
JW Waterhouse,
pre raphaelite
Monday, January 9, 2012
One Painting, One Video
Thursday, December 29, 2011
Wake to soon
Weep pillars weep in torrents slide
we are relegated and confined as all beauty passes slowly on
we the kingdom without kings
as mortality lingers long in the face of you
wake dearest night and through no solace or comfort pass
What trespass we and transpires must
An atheist in the house of love
seeks to gain understanding without accepting
seeks flowers in the dead solace of winter come
and we must be as we are and ask no more of God
This to betray without a touch
to hold without suffocation
so the lasting sting of embrace
bitter filthy stones
we are no longer bound
Wake to soon Awake
And all is nothing
Wake and all still is still
my morning so must come dreaded to know
A singular shot of bitter poison drunk
let this pass undetected
An age of fire quenched dry
To the bier we bring wealth heaped upon
to the sea we set adrift
A corpse light to guide to the hollows sing
What face to mare and mask to shatter
What grace we must undue unkind
to the end of this we breathe in memories
refracted through permissions and measures
It is for you the world must bleed
every moment stolen blisters to scorn
so foul to this we never had to seek
this is eclipse done and sewn
for faraway no home shall remain
it must be as we must surely be
for a lasting sometimes
where we were young
and the rest was blur and quick
All to stone we must be like others now
desperate and unkind
A wake for a promise never kept
through these we shall pass on
and our hearts shall remain dimmed
this to we will be unseen as wanting
Woken to soon
Rome: Hope Dies Painless
Time the great deadener
Returning hard kisses at last
A love etched in blood
A love has come to pass
O glued the letter to your mouth
As treason climbed all over your face
Like a kitten, yet not so playfully
Do not play with me
I glued the letter to your hand
To consecrate the moment
This too shall end in fire
This too shall end
She wore mourning like a graceless flower
Blind to each sign of fear
So insecure
So unaware of me
I glued the letter to your heart
Crimson flowered redemption
November washed away the smoke
November washed it all away
All the guilty and all the glory
All the stories overheard
Forever entwined, yet forever enthroned
Hope dies painless with me
Returning hard kisses at last
A love etched in blood
A love has come to pass
O glued the letter to your mouth
As treason climbed all over your face
Like a kitten, yet not so playfully
Do not play with me
I glued the letter to your hand
To consecrate the moment
This too shall end in fire
This too shall end
She wore mourning like a graceless flower
Blind to each sign of fear
So insecure
So unaware of me
I glued the letter to your heart
Crimson flowered redemption
November washed away the smoke
November washed it all away
All the guilty and all the glory
All the stories overheard
Forever entwined, yet forever enthroned
Hope dies painless with me
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