Gothtober 2017 – 31st October / Chiasm – Isolated

Welcome all, welcome all, to this, the final day of Gothtober 2017.

It is Halloween this night, and we will spend our night revelling. Be it through dancing, gaming, gathering or sex. Or a combination of all, by whatever means you choose.

But whatever you do: Make it memorable.

Don’t just do it by rote, or because you are being pressured into it or out of habit. If any of those is what gets you to commit to an even tonight… Cancel said event. And think of something else to do.

Even a night spent at home, with your favourite movie and a good pizza is a better and more positively memorable way to spend your time than to go to an even you don’t really want to be at.

“No gaming is better than bad gaming” is a credo at a forum I’m a regular at. And, well, that’s also fitting for parties and movies and music and sex and… Well, ok. Maybe not Food and Drink. But those might be the only two reasonable exceptions to that rule.

Anyway… If you can and want to spend tonight with your friends: Ask them. Plan shit. And if they can’t, seriously think about going to a club or party alone, but in a good mood. And if you can’t do that, don’t mope about it.

It sure as fuck sucks if you can’t spend time with friends, yes. But… There will be other times. Other dates. Other special occasions. And destroying this night will do nothing but, well, destroy this night. It will not make your friends magically appear. It will not let time pass any quicker. It will not make you feel any better.

So, cook something delicious and/or comforting. Or order out from your favourite place. Choose a movie or show or game you really like and put that on for tonight.

And just… Enjoy yourself.

Don’t let society tell you that you’re somehow “doing it wrong” just because you’re not out partying.

Good times are good times, even if spent alone.

And, as much today’s song seems to be linked to the text that went before… It only very tangentially is. Because I chose it after writing said text. Like, waaaaaay after. I really couldn’t decide on which song to use today.

But, earlier this morning, I caught a glimpse of Bloodlines, and… It clicked.

And in a magical twist of fate, it DOES have a connection to today’s topic.
And to today’s picture.

And so I will make a recommendation to everybody who can’t get out or doesn’t want out tonight: Go to Steam or GOG and purchase “Vampire the Masquerade: Bloodlines” (It’s five bucks on both, today!). And then get the most recent fan patch from here: http://www.moddb.com/mods/vtmb-unofficial-patch

And then just play one of the very fucking best RPGs, Vampire games, horror games and goth games ever made and still unsurpassed.

…And hope that nuWhite Wolf at some point realizes what made the World of Darkness special and fun and stops the fuckheads currently in charge of fucking it all up…

Eh, whatever.
Today’s not for moping. Today’s for having fun.

And Bloodlines is DAMN good fun.

Just like Isolation is a damn good song.
I hate the fact that Chiasm never got the recognition she deserved back when her song was chosen for the Bloodlines OST. It should have been pushed all across the globe in all the goth clubs.

It wasn’t. It should have, but it wasn’t. And that sucks.

So I will push it today, with giving it the crowning spot in my little projects.

31 days of Gothtober.
31 pictures.
31 blog posts.
31 songs.

And Isolation by Chiasm gets to throne above them all, by being chosen for Halloween.

31 songs, across the 80s, 90s, 00s and 10s. From small acts and big ones. Classics and b-sides.

It was a great experience. And I will be doing it again next year.

Thank you all for listening and reading.

Happy Halloween!

Gelsenkirchen Erle Hospital, 30th of October, 2017

Gelsenkirchen Erle Hospital, 30th of October, 2017

Gothtober 2017 – 30th of October / Ministry – Every Day Is Halloween

For the people who know me, the following admission will be yet another “Yep, that’s Matt…” moment: I couldn’t fucking decide which album’s version of this song to link.

No, I don’t mean “which version”. I mean: “Which album cover should appear when people see the embed?”.

Early Trax? Every Day is Halloween? Trax! Box? Toronto 1986?

It would be the very same song in each instance, but… Well… Shit like this matters to me. Sometimes I get hung up on inconsequential things and focus way too much time and energy into them. Most of the time, the payout is ridiculously minuscule. It /matters/ to me to get it /just right/. But for people who only see the end result, most often the reaction, after I tell them about what I just spent minutes or hours ‘perfecting’ is: “What difference would it have made?”

And, well, most of the time?
Not a single damn thing, for them.

But it matters to me.

When I work on something, stuff has to be just right. And I measure that in millimeters, seconds and tiny details. I will painstakingly re-create a logo I want to use if the only version I can find online is too low-res for me and it’s within my capability to create a better version. Even if I /know/ that nobody besides me would care. Or even notice.

And this happens in all creative efforts I engage in. Roleplaying campaign prep, writing, creating digital art, curating playlists…

Many, many moons ago… (Well, ok, maybe just 11 years.) …I actually took the favourite album of a dear friend and very, very carefully shaved seconds off of the “white space” between tracks so that at the end she was left with her favourite album, but about half a minute shorter if she’d listen to it from first to last track in one sitting.

Why? Because I once made an off-hand comment to her: “If I could, I’d give you more time as a gift.”. And so, in a roundabout way, I did. She’d save some time without losing anything from the experience of listening to her favourite album.

I made this comment, and I just HAD to follow through once I thought about that one thing. And then I went so far as to re-create the actual CD. I got high-res album cover and inlay copies, I sourced a printable file format copy of the CD art and I went for high quality paper. And then I assembled it, and she was left with a CD that was a near-perfect copy, just… About half a minute shorter.

At other times, I spend half an hour switching between various albums on Spotify to find the one that would provide the most “authentic” experience when embedded into a post that about 50 people max, world-wide, will end up reading. Ah, well.

Upsides and downsides to everything in life, right?

About today’s picture and song combination: They go hand in hand. As we’re just a day away from both Halloween and the end of this particular blogging adventure, I wanted to strongly and directly express something that’s dear to me:

The idea that people need to “normalize” with getting older needs to fucking /die/.

In a dumpster fire. A hot one.

There’s nothing wrong with retaining a sense of self and individuality after turning “adult”. (Whatever the fuck that even means nowadays.)

And fuck all the old, stuck up assholes complaining about younger people having dress styles, tattoos, piercings and hair styles and colours that don’t conform to their reactionary sensibilities.

A proud, violent, stiff middle finger to all of those.

And I just /love/ the fact that slowly but surely things are changing. People with non-mundane styles, wearing and showing them off obviously, are getting into more and more important and powerful positions.

This is one of those situations in which “fighting them from the inside” seems to be working. Let’ continue doing so.

Nobody should be forced to have to juggle two lives, two sides of themselves, in their day to day life because of the tender sensibilities of people unable to cope with changing societal mores and youth culture.

If I can deal with Snapchat, all those older than me can fucking deal with some ink, die and surgical steel.

Even Cradle of Filth fans, for example, are as good, if not better, teachers as the people who are braindead enough to like Pitbull. Why would you ever leave your children in the care of someone showcasing such blatant bad taste and judgment? *shakes head*

Rhine-Ruhr Megaplex. October, 2017.

Rhine-Ruhr Megaplex. October, 2017.