Drop dead. Not you, the show. Malice in Leatherland, Antiworld, Cinema strange. I would have been a whole lot happier if the event could have taken place in my bedroom instead of a seedy bar in Allston, Ma. Oooh, that sounded naughtier than I meant it, I swear. I had to leave as the clock neared midnight after only three Cinema Strange songs to journey home. The sadness was overwhelming. I shall tattoo permenant tears of sorrow upon my brow. Not to mention that the Cinema Strange gents are so precious and adorable, I wanted to stuff them and name them and keep them as pets! Most of the nights deathrock dancing was inspired by Miss Polina NYdecay. which was great because with the audience so close to the stage, you want to be moving. Dancing and handclaps are appreciated. Thank you. 

Malice in Leatherland were quite promising in their second performance. Lively, humorous and ever so fun. Viva la 1980ies! I picture them playing on all hallows eve in The Howling X: Werewolves Take Los Angeles. In Basim's vox hints of Fate Fatal, a little Danzig and almost a bit of Elvis were heard through my ears. Very well received by the audience. favorite song: Code Blue. And it's necromantic chorus, very cute. Basim's enthusiasm was infectious and refreshing. hand. staple. forward. 

Antiworld were fabulously ghastly and great! oh my. They were all so adorable with their corpse-like appearence. I'd like some death with my rock, please. Miss grandma fiendish was simply charming with her lovely black & white funereal veil and pretty voice. She reminded me a bit of X's Exene Cervenka: spooky, sassy and sweet; captivating to watch. Terrific little props- from a flashing eyed owl to a head on a platter to a coffin with spooky treats thrown out into the audience. I have taken to wearing the halloween skull ring. 

Cinema Strange. Sigh. I caught glimpses of through-out the evening. Lucas with his little top hat, pretty as a picture like a marionette doll. I couldn't stop staring. I saw Daniel in his precious party dress, feather boa and abstract make-up briefly on stage. The songs I witnessed were fantastic. Such atmosphere. Such Wagnerian drama with the band decked in amazingly creative costumes, playing the piano and static emanating from well-worn records coming from the stage. " 'ere the flowers unfold' was particularly intense. At least I believe they played that song. Perhaps I was just lucid dreaming, halluncinating, 'I will chew on your face'. Next time around, I hope to catch them for longer, they really were compelling. Midnight arrived. I listened to Cinema Strange the whole way home dreaming of pretty little fanged dolls while traveling the underground subway sights of dark cavernous tunnels conjured up visons of bemused rats, mimes in Parisian catacombs and Edwardian spectres. was it all a dream?

Antiworld
www.deathrock.com/antiworld

Cinema Strange
http://www.nightmarezone.de/cinemastrange/

11/17/03