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Old Goth Scene

One thing that Facebook (and Myspace to a certain extent) has made me realise is that there are a lot more people out there who remember me from the Goth/club/live circuit scene from the early/mid-90's than I remember them.

There's been a few people who have friended me with memories about how we met who, even once they have told me, I remember the situations (sometimes) but not always the individuals. Now I know I am fairly bad with names, especially years ago when I was a real social butterfly in so many scenes and clubs, but it really does scare me that I've literally forgotten so many people. I can remember faces of people who used to be fairly close friends on The Scene (tm) whom I'd be hard pressed to put names to.

Now I know this is a particularly hard problem with people you only knew through clubs. You'd end up seeing the people all the bloody time and then end up greeting them and even talking to them for months or years and STILL NOT KNOW THEIR NAME!

I remember one time at the old Electric Ballroom Melissa asking me whom someone was (that I always spoke to and who we always used to energetically greet). I had no idea of his name so Mel found an opportunity to get involved in a conversation with him and said "Hi, I'm Melissa, Angus' girlfriend. Who are you?" - which solved both his and mine own problem of not knowing each others name. Sadly I forgot his again by the next club night... but that's my damn memory for you.

I often find it amusing that I've now been actively floating around in the goth scene in London for almost twenty years. My first goth club was The Catacombs in Manor House back in 1988. My first goth gig was Ghost Dance and Rose of Avalanche at the old Town & Country Club in Kentish Town, also in '88.

I remember Kensington Market being the mecca for Goths, with people like Christian (whatever happened to him?) having stalls down there. I remember dying my hair black, wearing petuli oil, loads of black plastic rubber wrist bands and metal bangles, long black flowing coats, make-up, crimping my hair and otehr fashion disasters (or atleast fashion disasters on me :p).

I loved it. Every minute of it. Still do. Guess I'll always be a Sad Old Goth ;p


Sep. 26th, 2007 08:52 am (UTC)
Sisters had stopped playing live by 87. I think the last gig was at the Royal Albert Hall in '85 (I have the vid somewhere).

Wraith was really the 'Slimelight' of it's day in many ways. I had friends who went regularly but was just that little bit too young. Getting in to Catacombs at 16 (plus some dodgy rock clubs) was about as far as I managed to push it - although with Wraiths door policy (what policy! :p) I would have had no trouble but the idea of an all night squat party (as such) didn't appeal to me so much back then.

Was it The Powerhouse in Ladbrooke Grove? There was also Busby's on Sunday nights at what became the LA2 and is now The Marquee. Plus The Astoria had a rock club on Friday nights (although that might have started more at the end of the 80's). The Hippodrome also started a rock night + live band on Wednesday nights - I remember myself and a friend hitting there when we were both at school (I ended up in a Wraithchild UK video from one of those nights). Also Feet First at Camden Palace (now KOKO) was going strong and they had another night ona Friday or Saturday at The Dome in Tufnell Park.
Sep. 26th, 2007 09:11 am (UTC)
I think the Powerhouse was in Islington, though I might be wrong. The venue I remember from Ladbroke Grove was the Subterrania, is that the one you're referring to by any chance?

As for the kitkat - ah the memories! ;-) By the time I had discovered it ('90/'91) it was basically underneath Charing Cross station and on a Monday (!), but still quite well attented.
Sep. 26th, 2007 09:18 am (UTC)
Odd then I couldn't have seen Sisters, but I'm sure I've seen them live!

I worked/lived at Wraith on and off for about 2 years, it was a splinter group from Slimelight and run by Lisa. There is still one of the old DJs from there around, Ian.

I got barred from The Hippodrome! The had this VIP area for the dressed up, but forgot to put any bar staff in there, so we merrily helped ourselves! Lol.

The Dome, Feet First. Ah yes!

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