Self-Awareness at the Crystal Ballroom
Once in a lifetime, you'll see a photograph which expresses the true nature of your soul, and it will scare the shit out of you. Here's mine.Labels: convergence 13
Once in a lifetime, you'll see a photograph which expresses the true nature of your soul, and it will scare the shit out of you. Here's mine.Labels: convergence 13
In which someone makes me switch out a working sound system for a non-working one for no reason, and an hour passes in a blur of crinoline and liquor. How can I still be hungover? 
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One hour of nonstop action, and a signoff dedication to the evil Dr. Bennington and the patient and genteel Nurse Whatley. And now, pictures of me in a skull face and a bustle.

Little dogs specifically do not like wearing tiny hats, although they are perfectly suited to one another. Labels: convergence 13, fez, retrograde retrovirus
OK, be fair: It's really not as bad as this. But it's not that much better, either. Today I saw a magic recipe of top hat/frock coat/mourning trousers/WHITE SNEAKERS, and I had to wonder what's going on in the world.
For example: here is the last doomed child soldier of WWII. No-one has told him that the war is over, or that he is seventy years old and long-dead.
The lovely Kat deflected my admiration of her costume, claiming that it was just the dress she cleans the toilets in. Her website is beautiful and amusing as well.


On the good side, we did get to see an amazing acrobatic troupe called Kazum.
And here's the backside view, which is also pleasant. 


Labels: convergence 13