I never knew that seeing Gravediggaz lyrics printed in a book would elicit such unbridled excitement in an individual (*cough cough me).
I feel like this book is definitely not receiving the credit that it deserves and have to admit that it would be hard to figure out how to sell this book per se, but I have to say that if I ever date a white woman again seriously I will have to make them read this book as I don’t feel like trying to make another person aware of the possible nuances of my own existence.
I share her affinity for Siousxie as well as concerns and side eyes at certain things that fly under the radar for the usual fans of her’s such what it means for her to cover of “Strange Fruit” as I have certain fits of uneasiness of things I love(like reading italian futurist literature or certain books of Jodorowsky)that I’ve yet to completely explore as eloquently as she has.
Leila Taylor has bridged, no not bridged, shone a light on the pathways and gaps between musics, genre’s, their scene’s ideologies and the bridge connecting them in other parts of the world and their significance.
Carl B. once told me at a work summer party that I am a closet goth. After reading Darkly, I have to admit that he might be right.