Music. It could bring so many kinds of people together, all connected by their shared love of it. The Morgue had opened up last weekend as a haven for the goth and adjacent-alternative scenes, and Deadspace Wives had the opportunity to open for the celebratory concert. With famous names like the Remedy, Type IV Atmosphere, and Marie and the Phantoms following, it felt like a huge deal for the little-known band. Though they were far from unknown on Coruscant's Level 2131, they'd only recently begun to gain traction after their recently-released album charted.
They were playing again today, though the crowd was much smaller now that the big names had gone out and the tourists were no longer interested. Desdemona couldn't lie; she almost preferred the smaller crowds. It was so much easier to connect with a crowd like this, and there were always less tourists in the crowd. Not that she would ever turn anyone away for wanting to check out the scene, but it was a proven fact that they were more likely to cause trouble.
"We're on in five?" Des asked, leaning over the back of her chair to stare and then squint at the ceiling. There was a metallic pink balloon stuck up in the rafters. She couldn't imagine what that was for.
"Yeah, 'bout. Bet we could go out early if we wanted, though," Hecate responded.
"I gotta piss first, hold up- "
"TMI Raven," Bella groaned.
They were playing again today, though the crowd was much smaller now that the big names had gone out and the tourists were no longer interested. Desdemona couldn't lie; she almost preferred the smaller crowds. It was so much easier to connect with a crowd like this, and there were always less tourists in the crowd. Not that she would ever turn anyone away for wanting to check out the scene, but it was a proven fact that they were more likely to cause trouble.
"We're on in five?" Des asked, leaning over the back of her chair to stare and then squint at the ceiling. There was a metallic pink balloon stuck up in the rafters. She couldn't imagine what that was for.
"Yeah, 'bout. Bet we could go out early if we wanted, though," Hecate responded.
"I gotta piss first, hold up- "
"TMI Raven," Bella groaned.
~ ~ ~
Fives minutes later, once Raven was out of the bathroom, the four Deadspace Wives made their way onto the stage. The lights fell on them, the crowd threw their hands up in excitement, the strum of guitar strings reverberated over the amps, and the show began.(song credits)
♫
...
No sympathy for oppressors, whoever they may be!
A place in hell for those who assist lords of bigotry!
And the freedom fighters, the sorely oppressed,
Will become tarred in the media as insurgents!
While innocent are dying in a plan to terrorize,
The media are lying and the censors bowdlerize!
...
♫
@Hastur
♫
...
No sympathy for oppressors, whoever they may be!
A place in hell for those who assist lords of bigotry!
And the freedom fighters, the sorely oppressed,
Will become tarred in the media as insurgents!
While innocent are dying in a plan to terrorize,
The media are lying and the censors bowdlerize!
...
♫
@Hastur