My clothes are black on black. Nothing new there except the shoes. I'm wearing boots again. I don't remember the last time I wore these things. It's been years I'm sure.
There's only reason I put on boots anymore - I'm going to an industrial club. Raseny has decided she needs to dance. Maybe it's the weather, I dunno. Anyway, she needs to dance, and I haven't seen the inside of an industrial club in years. I don't expect anything in Portland to compare to Das Bunker, or even the Industrial Mecca that I compare all such clubs to - Kontrol Faktory. Those days will never be seen again. The music is still fun, though, and I always like looking at spooky girls in vinyl so there are reasons to go.
But I'm not enthused. I don't wear these boots comfortably anymore, and loud music in a cramped space isn't the thrill it used to be. I'm not a fan of nostalgia, and I think that's all I'm going to find tonight.
There's only reason I put on boots anymore - I'm going to an industrial club. Raseny has decided she needs to dance. Maybe it's the weather, I dunno. Anyway, she needs to dance, and I haven't seen the inside of an industrial club in years. I don't expect anything in Portland to compare to Das Bunker, or even the Industrial Mecca that I compare all such clubs to - Kontrol Faktory. Those days will never be seen again. The music is still fun, though, and I always like looking at spooky girls in vinyl so there are reasons to go.
But I'm not enthused. I don't wear these boots comfortably anymore, and loud music in a cramped space isn't the thrill it used to be. I'm not a fan of nostalgia, and I think that's all I'm going to find tonight.
d_day:
I hope you got lucky, and found something there you enjoyed.