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Ah, the Tote. Grubby carpets and spilt beer. A real pub's pub. Except last night it was full of goths. And without any DJ-action.
IKON are good old fashoined goth: deep voices, echoing guitar, drum machines and dubious lyrics. Not really my thing, but I still enjoyed it. Even though the band's stage presence consisted mostly of them standing very still while they played, and poking the drum machine between songs. (This seem to have replaced changing guitar strings as the new way to lose an audience's attention.)
Dandelion Wine... well, I've made my love of this band known. Swirly girly goth, with dulcimers and flutes and heavy metal shredding guitar solos. They're cool. And the singer had traded her usual hippygoth dresses for black PVC and stockings. They rocked. Especially since they can use a sequencer without sounding like every other doof-doof-doof band on the scene.
And can I just say it was incredibly FUCKING RUDE of the Tote staffer who interrupted the band in the middle of a song to tell them they had to cut their set short.
Immaculata are exquisitely dressed, and very very silly. To be honest, I have to force myslef to enjoy them. They're camp and cheesy and snide, and I prefer my music to be a bit more sincere. I did like their keyboard player, though. He looked like a gothed-up Richard E. Grant.
IKON are good old fashoined goth: deep voices, echoing guitar, drum machines and dubious lyrics. Not really my thing, but I still enjoyed it. Even though the band's stage presence consisted mostly of them standing very still while they played, and poking the drum machine between songs. (This seem to have replaced changing guitar strings as the new way to lose an audience's attention.)
Dandelion Wine... well, I've made my love of this band known. Swirly girly goth, with dulcimers and flutes and heavy metal shredding guitar solos. They're cool. And the singer had traded her usual hippygoth dresses for black PVC and stockings. They rocked. Especially since they can use a sequencer without sounding like every other doof-doof-doof band on the scene.
And can I just say it was incredibly FUCKING RUDE of the Tote staffer who interrupted the band in the middle of a song to tell them they had to cut their set short.
Immaculata are exquisitely dressed, and very very silly. To be honest, I have to force myslef to enjoy them. They're camp and cheesy and snide, and I prefer my music to be a bit more sincere. I did like their keyboard player, though. He looked like a gothed-up Richard E. Grant.
