I was a Goth kid in high school. No surprise. I’m still in recovery but I sometimes do relapse. I swear to God, I feel a slight cool breeze in September and I am ready to go full-Bauhaus. I’m going to do my best to not overdo it this time, no promises y’all.
Current mood:
Aja pulls out all the stops in this number: Afro-Carribean beats, dance, Santería references left and right, and a dramatic homage in costume to Marie Laveau herself. Consider me SHOOK.
Total filth. I will always remember the time I met Sharon back when I was a twinky little 26 year old gayboy. She let me come over even though her manager was trying to reel her backstage. What a nice ghoul!
“And I saw when the Lamb opened one of the seals, and I heard, as it were the noise of thunder, one of the four beasts saying, Come and see.” Revelation 6:1
My favorites:
Faith
There is a scourge in the guise of sanctity
A perpetrator with a quill
Although it’s…
Often steeped in well spun mystery
The accuser sends a bill
Chorus:
I am all eyes
I am all ears
I am the wall
And I’m watching you fall
The Luddites shun the diabolical
A fecal trail across the land
Although it…
Stinks, feels and looks identical
A pack of fools can take the stand
A Scrapbook of Sin
A Scrapbook of Sin
A Scrapbook of Sin
A Scrapbook of Sin
A Scrapbook of Sin
A Scrapbook of Sin
A Scrapbook of Sin
A Scrapbook of Sin
A Scrapbook of Sin
A Scrapbook of Sin
The Book of Faustus 