Back in, oh, 2003 or so, my friend Jay and I used to go to Industrial Goth Night at the Die Maschine Cabaret in Winnipeg. Yeah, I had no idea what I was doing, but I had a fishnet shirt and pleather pants and it was fun as hell to drink beer and dance and feel a little more like the hidden version of myself I didn’t otherwise know how to show the world.
I don’t really keep in touch with Jay—through no fault of his—and the Die Maschine ceased to exist long ago. You have places and people that are tied to specific times in your life. It’s nice to be reminded of them, and nothing reminds me of that particular phase more than Beborn Beton - Another World, which just popped up in a playlist.
…Well, other than Call the Ships to Port, of course. 🎵👨🏼🎤