Gothic American!

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I’m so excited to announce the release of my first album on Itunes today!

http://itunes.apple.com/album/id1060203732?ls=1&app=itunes

You can also buy a lovely autographed CD from me with additional art from Pete Ellison!

http://virginiajones.bandcamp.com/album/gothic-american

If you’ve ever wondered what I think about Caitlyn Jenner, Bill Cosby, Michael Jackson, feminism, catfood, Hot Topic, Northern White Rhinos, Dallas, Texas, Youtube, or gay rights, they’re all here!  This record was recorded at the Complex, and if you were there, maybe you can hear your laugh!

Buy it, rate it, share it, love it, send it to your Mom, and most of all, pay me money for it!

PRICING STRUCTURE

  1. $7- you can have the record on Bandcamp!  Right away!
  2. $10- you can have the record on digital from Itunes, on CD, or both and if you buy a CD I’ll autograph it and I’ll think good things about you.
  3. $30- you get the record and you can buy me lunch
  4. $40- you get the record and I’ll buy you lunch
  5. $50- you get the record, and you can tell people you’re my friend, both on social media and in life.
  6. $60- you get the record, I’ll take you out singing karaoke and some of my social cachet could rub off on you!
  7. $70- You get the record and I’ll lend you something out of my closet and you can wear it and everything!  There’s restrictions on this.  Nothing with a European label.  Don’t be ridiculous.
  8. $100- Matching tattoos.  Dealer’s choice.  Something small.
  9. $1000- We can get married.  No paperwork, ceremony and photo session only.  Also, an autographed CD to remember our special day with!

THANK YOU for your support, THANK YOU for buying my record, and THANK YOU for being you.

I Have A Dark Footish

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My friend Simon Max Hill is a hard-working casting agent who has been casting Portlandia, Nike spots, and other important television from his seat in Portland,OR.  He’s also an enthusiast of dancing, robots, and being a super weird generator of ideas at all times.  On Tuesday, he announced that it was my responsibility to make a sock puppet music video, and by Thursday I had it up.

  Here’s Dark Footish covering the Smiths.  And to the nice lady who said “Oh, this is great, I hope there’s more!”- it currently has 22 views.  I am the gothic Naomi Campbell of Youtube, I don’t get out of my coffin for fewer than 100 views.

Crystal Lakehouse

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What if the lady from the Lakehouse was corresponding with a kid from Crystal Lake on Friday the 13th?  This is a Camp Kittenpants exercise written by myself and @ahm76

Dear Mrs. Forster;

 

I just got to camp and found your letter in my mailbox!  Thank you!  I hope your lawn does OK for two weeks without me, ha ha.  Listen,  I don’t know if that rhododendron bush is gonna make it.   I cut it back and tried to save it but it was really dry and crispy.  Man, I’m glad to be back at camp.  I can’t believe it was only last year that the one weird kid drowned.  It feels like forever ago.

  Anyway, I’m super excited.  I got here early ‘cos I wanted to be able to pick my bunk and decorate my lanyard before all my friends got here, Steve and Dennis and Todd and Mikey.  I’m hoping Angela will be here soon too.   I’m a lot bigger this year and I hope Angela will be too.   I guess, the good kind of big.  Not fat.  Like, tits. I have a six pack of ding dongs my mom gave me to share with my friends!  Camp Crystal Lake Cougars forever!

 

  Best wishes,

  Johnny R.

Dear Johnny;

 

I’m so shocked to hear that the camp has had two drownings in two years!   Last week, a child named Jason Vorhees drowned and his mother has been beside herself.  She lives on my street.  She was inconsolable and had to be sedated when she showed up at the police station screaming.  I feel for her.  He was her only child, it’s the worst thing that could happen.  She used to work at the camp, too, I don’t know what she’ll do now.

 

I am happy to finally get to know you better. You’ve been cutting my lawn for a year, and I’ve always wanted to invite you over for some lemonade and private chat. You’re very mature for 15. Very mature. I’m sure Angela will find that you’re big enough.

 P.S. What rhododendron bush are you talking about?  I’ve been thinking of putting one in, actually.  You’re a clever young man.

 And I think we’re good enough friends now that you don’t have to call me Mrs. Forster anymore.  Call me Kate.

 

Regards, Kate

Dear Mrs. Kate;

 

   I’m 16, now, and I’ve been your lawn boy for two years. Remember? You gave me a portrait of yourself in a sequined nightie for my birthday. I don’t know what’s happening exactly with your letter, but the drowning wasn’t last week.   That kid Jason’s been dead since last summer. I’ll never forget it, camp was cancelled and we all got sent home but my parents were in Puerto Vallarta.  My folks don’t let me use the stove by myself, so I had to live on canned butterscotch pudding and pop-tarts for a week, and I still had some Ding-Dongs left over, so I ate those.  When my parents came back they’d brought another woman with them, their new friend Amy.  They didn’t expect me back for a couple more days I guess.  Amy took off with her lipstick smeared.  That was all a  year ago.

This year, things are going smoothly so far, but I’m a little worried because Angela and Mikey took off to the woods to go on a snipe hunt and they’ve been gone kind of a long time.  Like, a while.  They were holding hands, I wish they weren’t. Angela was supposed to be my girl.

 

Your Pal;

 Johnny

Dear Johnny;

 

  That’s strange.  How many kids can be named Jason Vorhees in this town?  I didn’t think we had that many Dutch families. Snipe hunting!  I remember that.  Boys would invite girls to go snipe hunting, but it’s really just an excuse for them to get away from camp and into the dark to make out.  Oh.  I’m sorry, Johnny.

 Anyway.  I don’t know what you mean about your birthday present, but perhaps if you’re good I will do some poses in my nightie.  Do you ever think about kissing girls?  How about women? Has Angela taught you anything about how a woman likes to be treated? Maybe you two can come over after camp and show me what you’ve taught each other.  I have some things to teach you both.

 

Regards, Kate

 

 Dear Kate;

 

OK, camp has gotten really weird.  Angela and Mike turned up dead.  Nobody knows what to do.  The counselors said it was an accident, but I saw the bodies in the nurse’s station! Angela’s tits looked great, but both their heads were cut right off!  How can that be an accident?  There’s nothing in the first aid to address decapitations. I guess you could stick popsicle sticks in their necks and pop the heads back and wrap the whole shit up in Ace bandage?  Jesus.  Sorry, I’m really freaked out.  I want to call my parents to come get me, but they’re in Cabo.  I don’t know the name of the resort.  I guess they do Sandals a lot.  My mother says the mixed drinks are weak but my father says there’s no beating the price or the babes.  Anyway, I’m scared for my life. I’m hiding underneath my bunk.  It smells like spiderwebs and Ding Dongs.  That’s starting to be not that good a smell to me.  I think I can smell piss.  I  think it’s mine.

 

Scared;  Johnny

 

Dear Johnny;

 

     Gosh, I’m sorry to hear about your friends!  I spent today at the lake, actually.   It was a beautiful day. You can really see why it’s called Crystal Lake.  On a day like today, you can see all the way to the bottom.

 

You know, Mrs. Vorhees is getting stranger and stranger.  She came to book club this week, and nobody expected her to after last week, but she showed up, but her dress was torn and she had mud in her hair and she hadn’t read Joy Luck Club.  She ran out crying.

  So…do you ever wake up with an erection?

Regards, Kate

Dear Kate;

 

Please send help.  I think you’re living in the past, I think.  Literally, like.  I think we’re at different times.  My time is pretty bad.  Please send the police to camp today, June 13th, 2014.  All the counselors are dead.  I think they’re dead.  We don’t have phone reception.  There’s no way to get help.  I saw a kid with a machete through his eyeball.  His eyeball!   How is that even possible?  I don’t know what to do.  I’m hiding in a woodpile. I think I hear footsteps.  I’m sure he can hear my heartbeat.  It’s so loud.  I’m sure he can.  Do you understand how to send help?  Ask someone to come to camp in a year. Or you could come, bring guns and knives and kerosene, I don’t know.  I’m doomed.  Dooomed!

 

Johnny.

Dear Johnny,

 

It sounds like you became quite the man at camp this year. If you want, I can come pick you up and you can come over and I’ll show you my bush.  It’s a rhododendron, like you suggested.

 

Thinking of you warmly,

 

Kate

 

Birthday Portrait!

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by Pete Ellison

An amazing birthday portrait of myself as Bloodmeadow by Monsieur Pete Ellison, the very talented wunderkind at www.heyitspete.com!  And when’s the last time you watched an episode of GOTHIXXX?  Probably too long!

 

Postscript: Here it is printed and framed in a lovely frame  I stole from an Oscars party- You can get your own print of Bloodmeadow enjoying a Slurpee and haunted by ghosts here!

 

Halloween 2013: God Save the Queen!

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Photo of me by Evan Ballinger. Photo of Queen Victoria by someone else.

This year I decided to find the new “sexy” costume for the ages, so I went with the dowager Queen Victoria, who wore mourning black for forty years after the death of her beloved consort Prince Albert.  She was the first Royal to be photographed, and believed that cosmetics were for prostitutes and actresses- and really, who can tell the difference between those two things?

The high point of my Halloweek was visiting Emo Philips, whom I had last interacted with at Comic-Con as a spooky goth girl when I was promoting Seraph Films, and he seemed very pleased to meet Sexy Queen Victoria.

I also enjoyed appearing as Bloodmeadow from Gothixxx on the Dark Mark show, which you can watch here, Bloodmeadow got there about twenty minutes in.  She was running on Goth People’s Time, which allows for re-application of makeup and accouterments.

Happy Halloween, everyone!