OKAY, if you got through part one and you’re still here, then you are probably, as the sublime Fairuza Balk and her blood sisters so famously chanted in teen goth fave, The Craft, “One of us, one of us, one of us.” And that’s a good thing. The hazing starts later (don’t freak out) but for now, as the witching hour approaches, and you secretly wish you’d been able to find some candles that weren’t raspberry scented because frankly its getting a little bit fruity in here, let me let you in on a secret: goths just want to have fun. No, for real. Have you never been to a rock club in a provincial town? Shout out to my home boys and girls in Leicester, Swansea, Middlesbrough, Colchester, anywhere, all holding it down behind the black curtains like social networking never happened, stomping on norm culture with a prized pair of New Rock boots that cost eight weeks of back pay from the Argos stockroom.
Here are five more power jams that might not go down to well with these guys, but are certainly still ghostly enough to fill out your average DJ set in hell, and get even the most downer dudes doing the terror twist and the mash (brains) potato.
Christian Death – ‘Spiritual Cramp’
Seriously scary band of pedal wielding God-haters up for a sardonic ruck. Avoid any record they made after 1900, but the one from which this comes, entitled Only Theatre Of Pain (they clearly meant business) is totally killer.
Destroy All Monsters – ‘You’re gonna die’
The Detroit, Michigan band that were punk before punk, DAM were known for hosting members of the Stooges and MC5 in their rag tag personnel of freaks and visionaries, making often improvised music and performance art and in some cases, going on to be celebrated visual artists in their own right. This paean to mortality, which doesn’t sound anything like it was made in 1973, does a great job of making death sound hella fun.
The Cramps – ‘I was a teenage werewolf’
No Halloween party mixtape could omit The Cramps and still call itself suitably spooky. They were gothic only in concept, as their music really owes more to early blues singers like Hasil Adkins, or the wildest ’60s groups like The Sonics, but The Cramps (led always by Lux Interior (RIP) and his lady wife the equally well-named Poison Ivy) were still the ultimate in high concept creepiness. After you’ve seen this one, check out this video playing in Napa State Mental Hospital.
The Gun Club – ‘Ghost on the Highway’
An often overlooked band (although they penned the much referenced song ‘Sex Beat’) The Gun Club from LA did a pretty wild thing somewhere in the dirty patch of ground where death rock meets country, rockabilly and the swampiest of dirty delta blues. There’s this thing called Cowpunk too, but we’ll get onto that properly another time, because I know I’m already blowing your mind here.
The Misfits – ‘Skull’
Okay, I may have previously laid claim to a hatred of Danzig, but can you listen to this whole song and tell me it isn’t the ultimate sing along soundtrack to smearing yourself in corpse paint and jumping on the bed until it creaks not unlike an enormous door slamming in the depths of hell? Thought not.
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