I’m not a fan of horror movies. It’s a terrible thing for a proudly self-professed goth* to admit, that they don’t enjoy a widely celebrated aspect of their subculture. But I come to resent the carefully constructed method of provocation and suspense, or slew of shock and gore that is cunningly targeted to prod an audience in a pre-set direction of reaction. Jump-scares just piss me off.
Continue readingHappy New Year, readers! As the headline goes, 2025 is also a milestone for me as a terminally online goth. I made absolutely sure I logged into a certain forum at a certain time, so I could grab this screenshot.
I’ve been waiting some time to weigh in on The Cure’s latest album, released November 1st this year. Songs of a Lost World makes that demand of you, to indulge the slow-burn experience of each tune washing over you like a midnight tide, from the miasma of languorous guitars that herald the expansive intro of Alone and the entire album, to the dark cacophony and taut feedback of Endsong that wraps up this incredible release.
Continue readingSo the weekend is over, and so too is the Thirtieth Anniversary of Whitby Goth Weekend, the best-known UK Goth event in the world. Looking back, I realise a lot of pretty unique things occurred to me thanks to attending on and off since 2007, and I thought I’d revisit them as my own celebration of WGW – and to make up for not attending this year! Sadly, Nick Cave made me a better offer…
Goth is a niche interest. No, it really is – and it used to just be nothing more than fleeting infatuation from high fashion every year, as the season turned chill and the catwalks cried out for inspiration. I called it the Dark Wash Cycle and have filed several tired dismissals previously. Until now, when a Beauty Editor at British Vogue has decided to turn in a whole book on the topic…
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