Over on FB today, after a few posts trying to identify a Seattle band from Back In The Day (it was Sky Cries Mary), I made the following post:

ALSO (since apparently I'm serial-posting while finishing my first pot of tea), what is it about the start of summer that makes me nostalgic for the Seattle Goth Experience of the 90s?

This is the time of year I get all wistful about shops gone by from the Ave (Junkman's Daughter, Body Scent, Twice Sold Tales, weird dark small coffee shops, and all the tiny import shops full of cheap silver jewelry and floaty skirts), and I want to burn a lot of incense (which I don't do because it doesn't agree with Pete's breathing.)

Anyway, my brain is an odd, odd place.


When my memory went WAITAMINUTE, I searched through my tags here.

I wrote a version of that post on July 22, 2015.

I guess what this actually means is that if someone were to start selling vintage goth magazines (mostly Ghastly and Bats and Red Velvet) and those black gauzy skirts with sequins and sparkly embroidery, they'd probably make a killing off of me.
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