Halloween Prepping

It's never too early to start planning for Halloween...usually I'll have my costume in the back of my mind starting November 1st, but come August it's full costume-hunting season. I'm one of those people who insist on being something bloody and gory for Halloween. It's the only night of the year I can look like an extra from Dawn of the Dead and, damnit, I make the most of it.

In the past month alone I've been set on 4 different costumes and I've finally decided 100% on one: I'm going as Laurie Strode from Halloween II (Rob Zombie version) when she's all bloody and gross in her Magenta (from Rocky Horror) costume. Say what you want about Rob Zombie (and yes, I'm aware that most people HATE him), but I think he makes friggen awesome movies. House of 1000 Corpses and The Devil's Rejects? Easily two of my favorite movies, and I happen to think his take on the Halloween franchise is such a breath of fresh air after all the shitty slasher remakes we've been exposed to the past few years (I'm talking to you, Black Christmas and Prom Night).

I was planning on making this easy for myself and just buying a Magenta costume and slashing it with some fake blood and tearing in up a bit, but the only Magenta costume I could find looked pretty crappy so this is going to end up being a pretty DIY affair.

I just bought a black shirt dress, a garter belt, stockings, and some white fabric for the apron and I'm getting my costume designer friend to help me take in the dress and make the apron. Simple enough. So excited!

Song of the day: Magnet's Coil by Sebadoh

 

The Vaselines!

Last night I went to see The Vaselines with my friend, Aimee, at Scala and it was such a rad show.
They just released their first album since 1989, but their fan base has been steadily growing since their debut, Dum Dum. Kurt Cobain famously professed his admiration to the band countless times throughout his career and named his daughter after singer, Frances McKee.

Haight-Ashbury opened, but we showed up an hour and a half after doors opened, so we were busy weaving our way to the front for the few minutes we actually saw Haight-Ashbury.
It didn't matter though; by the time they were off the stage we had secured our spots in the front row (it was a stupidly passive crowd, by the way. There were plenty of little gaps that were just waiting for obnoxious kids like us to claim...and people actually moved out of the way if they saw you were trying to push to the front).

5 minutes after Haight-Ashbury cleared the stage, The Vaselines came on and Frances' parked herself right in front of me. She's so adorable! She was wearing a short, flowery sundress; black, lacey biker shorts; and biker boots. They started right away with Oliver Twisted and The Day I Was a Horse before playing I Hate the 80's from their new album, Sex With an X. The rest of the show pretty much stuck to that pattern of mainly old songs, with some newer stuff sprinkled in here and there. The album only dropped a week ago and I haven't had time to listen to it much, so I was glad to hear mostly familiar songs.

During the entire gig I had my eyes on the set list down by Frances' feet and was plotting how I'd grab it. I didn't seem to have much competition except for the two people on either side of me, but I was determined and as soon as the final note of the last song played, me and some curly-haired dude dove for it...and I won. Chica chica yeah!

Here's the whole set list:
Oliver Twisted
The Day I Was A Horse
I Hate the 80's
Let's Get Ugly
Jesus Wants Me For a Sunbeam
Devil Inside
Monsterpussy
Sex With an X
Slushy
Overweight But Over You
Son of a Gun
No Hope
Poison Pen
Rory Rides Me Raw
Ruined
Mouth to Mouth
Molly's Lips
Turning It On
Dying for It
You Think You're A Man (encore)

Song of the day: Slushy by The Vaselines

First post in a grunge blog? It's got to be DM.

Dr. Martens have been producing iconic boots for 50 years and now there's more variety in the Docs than ever. Being the urban art student that I am, my budget is pretty much abysmal...but that doesn't mean I don't still have my style-lust moments. In fact, they happen all too often, and rarely more than when I step into the Dr. Marten shop down the road from my flat. Here are some of my current crushes (from drmartens.com)

Imagine pairing any of these with a cheap floral dress from a thrift store and some ripped tights. Immediate 90's stylegasm.

Song of the day: I Think That I Would Die - Hole