mundens | Finding Out Love is Blind

Wind you up and make you crawl to me

Just seen on C4 "Finding Out Love is Blind" by a San Diego band, Louis XIV Very artistic video, sort of Andy Warhol for those who can remember him, and given my head space at present very interesting lyrics too. And their album covers and other designs are real throwbacks to the sixties, which makes me all nostalgic, but have a sort of Curey feel too.

Anyway, in the words of Amy Lee bring me to life...

The last two days have been better than they have any right to be.

evie_fae has already evoked an ethereal image of Friday night for those who are privileged enough to be privy to her posted prose. It's a shame it wasn't more public and I could point at everyone at it. Instead of competing, I'll just state the facts.

evie_fae started it by saying she want to go out and get into trouble, and always being up for it I joined her. Had she not needed a support posse for the evening, I'd probably have ended up going with Jenni's Angels to see the 48 and reminisce. As it was, I'm glad I went the way I did (sorry, Princess).

We dropped into Kazu, and the place was booked solid, but they said we could have a table if we were out by eight We shared takoyaki (of course), the special of the night, spicy teriyaki squid with udon noodles, plus a plate of chicken teriyaki.

Wandered up to Cuba, went to Graphix, went to Bellamy's, walked back looked at the Sally clothes, stared at the geode, purely for

game_ic research purposes, of course.

Then we went and walked in the rain. We went down by the waterfront, and I showed Evie the place where we must have a an illegal late-night martial arts fight. Then we wandered down the wharf to where Dolf drowned Beth the other night, and I think Evie was a wee bit worried I was going to re-enact the event for added character realism, as she carefully avoided getting to near the edge.

We enjoyed the lights, the darkness, the mist, the rain on our faces. I saw a lone girl sitting huddled on a bench. Evie didn't seem to notice her even though we passed within ten feet of her, and she had a lit cigarette. Maybe her arcane was too high for Evie. I felt a twinge for the girl,she must have been there sitting in the rain for all of the time that it took us to meander the length of Frank Pitts Kark, or I would have seen her arrive. She must have been waiting for someone or was she staking the place for the NWO?

We continued on to the station, detouring to check out a bottle store that was closed, and hit the platform with only a few minutes to go till the train left. We watched the young goths at play and reminisced. Got back shopped up some Baileys and I was treated to another evening of interesting musical exploration.

As I was never really a goth, just a punk who dug goth chicks (and the punks and goths had to hang together in small towns anyway) I'm not up on the hardcore goth like

evie_fae so it was interesting to be introduced to "shoe-gaze" and "dark wave" as well as the normal Tori. But I have to say it was the Nick Cave that really got to me that night! Sure, I already knew the songs but there must have been something in the incense that invoked the ghost of the Lizard King.

It got late and I was needful of bedding so I left for home before

jarratt_gray got back from his boardgames to find me asleep on the angst couch or something similar.

Satyrday started later for me than normal, and I felt unprepared for a reduced cast High&Low game but like many other things this weekend, it turned out much better than could have been expected. Kamui met both his biological mother, Dr. Sakamoto and his father Thomas, scion of the Rainbow Serpent , after coming up with a great plan which ensured both he and Jacob Thorn could enter the complex.

The young Kamui, Dr. Sakmoto, the alien encounter suit and it's wearer, Jacob Thorn, and the angel Ephrael are now in a place that Ephrael has labelled as "outside the plan" after passing through the gateway in the "etheric transponder". Perfect!

Then we were up to

jarratt_gray's place for manga-reading while awaiting a great curry, and various chocolate of decadence, before entering into the evenings session of Victorian Nights, of which Sebastian may write more later.

I arrived home after a wonderful evening surrounded by great warmth and friendship, to read something that the person who sent it will know what I'm talking about and the rest of you can just speculate. Suffice it to say it was a perfect conclusion to the day and I felt happy and loved and privileged and went to bed to dream.