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I could drink you in, if you let me.
Back in my youth there was a single alt/goth bar in my city called Gandalf's. It was seedy, noisy, and awesome. They had a cramped room at the back where people would play pool and smoke copious amounts of Marlboro Reds, causing the whole bar to smell of stale smoke. I think it added to the atmosphere.
But this changed over time in a pretty ironic way, so I thought I'd write about it while it still tickles my memory.
I only went there a few times, in the mid 2010's, but I noticed a trend happening from my second visit. Each time I was there, the cigarette smoke that wandered from the back smelled a little sweeter. I decided to hang around the pool table and investigate. At this point in time, vaping culture was picking up and I was often seeing people rocking those chunky vapes around town. Evidently, the local metal heads had jumped on the trend too.
To my surprise and surpressed tittering, about half of the middle-aged angry-faced goths playing pool that evening clutched huge vapes in their hands, the smell of strawberries and bubblegum (yes, really) fighting for dominance against the nostalgic offerings of Marlboro from their compatriots. It was really such a confusion for the senses; hearing thrash metal, seeing the appropriate fans in appropriate clothing, and smelling Strawberry Bubblegum Ice Burst vape flavouring.
The last time I was there, just before they closed, I think the vape vs ciggie ratio was favouring the former. It was a Linkin Park memorial party (RIP Chester) and half the dance floor smelled like Rainbow Fruit Punch Delight or whatever you'd call the mixture of flavours coming from the pool tables. It was hilarious. The bar closed years ago, and I miss it dearly, but thankfully it always pops into memory when I smell strawberry or bubblegum vape. What a time to be alive.
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I'm going to Sanctuary tonight!! I decided to go with a more masculine outfit cause I've been feeling a lot of dysphoria recently. Getting in touch with the juggalo in me is most important, and I wish to share that clown love for any undercover los and lettes.
Been coming to this bar for a few years now, even worked here on occasions, but had never noticed the fucking vampire hanging bat dude up by the skylight… what a strange thing to see when you’ve had a few too many shots 😅 one of the reasons I love this place, always something creepy or cool lurking nearby!
Kieran Valentine fanging out at New Orleans’ goth bar, The Dungeon.
I hate coffins, but some people like them, so if you do, this is Le Cercueil (The Coffin) in Brussels. It’s a macabre bar decorated in the Gothic style.
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