Some of you (especially the cybers) are probably asking: "Weebly? Really, dude?" Yeah. But it was easy, fast, fairly functional, and, most importantly at this juncture, free. If I manage to keep this up for any length of time, maybe I'll move on to a "real" webserver. But for now, Weebly will be the home of SFGothic.net. And you little gothlings will learn to like it.
Now, onto old news... specifically the news that made me want to start this site in the first place.
About a month ago, Death Guild, San Francisco's oldest goth night (at the ever-saucy DNA Lounge, no less) had it's 18th birthday (Awww... How sweet? Now she's old enough to date without going to jail!). Now, I missed the first night of celebrations unfortunately. And I couldn't make it to the club on Monday night either.
But on Tuesday night, March the 15th. Holy hell. On Tuesday night, I made time.
So, first up that evening was Panic Lift. Never heard their name before, but these boys from Jersey might be something to look out for in the future. Good energy, awesome performance, solid beat. My only complaint might be their front-man's over-reliance on voice distortion. I went ahead and picked up their album, Witness to Our Collapse, anyway. All around, they seem to hit all the Industrial notes solidly. They're not blazing any trails yet, but they're still a good listen.
Next up was the real reason I was there. You see, that same week was my 12th anniversary with my fiance. And she loves herself some Ayria (I'm rather fond of her myself). To say that the illustrious Ms. Parkin was awesome that evening would be an understatement of nigh epic proportion. She was beautiful. She was fashionable. She was high energy. She gave lots of love to the crowd.
And the most awesome part? Even though I shot her an email less than 36 hours before the show, she still managed to dedicate a song to my girl at my request (Blue Alice, in case you're wondering... Yes, we're weird). And to top it off? She totally let us go fan-monkey on her - she signed our copy of her Hearts For Bullets album, let us take lame phone-photos with her, and even wished us a happy 12th.
Now that's a lady with some class and love for her fans. I hope to see a lot more of her out on this side of the world in the future. If you read this, Ms. Parkin, thank you yet again for making that night super special!
Down at the bottom are some pics from her performance. See how awesome they look in their ridiculous blurriness? Now, imagine how cool it looked in real life!!!
You can't, huh? Well, I'm pretty sure that lack of imagination is a failing of you as a human being, evidenced by you not having been there in the first place. We'll have to discuss that another time, though.
Finally, to close the night out, we got hit with Imperative Reaction.
Now, I'd heard these guys a couple times on DigitalGunfire.com and liked what I'd heard. But, I'll be honest; when a bunch of pretty-faced goth-bois (Yes, I hate men that are prettier than me. No, I don't feel the need to explain why.) got on the stage, I was expecting the rest of the night to be a buzzkill.
Holy fuck was I wrong.
Despite their almost too pretty look, these gents played hard, heavy, and intense. With their guitar-heavy electro-industrial sound and some solid showmanship skills, they kept the energy in the DNA Lounge burning hot. If I hadn't already been so impressed by Ayria (and still slightly starstruck by her sheer coolness), I'd have been completely blown away by their performance. That said, I bought a couple of their albums on the spot and have added the remainder of their catalog to my wishlist for future acquisition.
Hard to argue against that sort of endorsement, really.
-- Mr. M.