Here’s a bit about our trip to Spain. More details, reviews, tips, and images to follow in subsequent posts, after I’ve had a good night’s sleep and sorted out stuff one has to sort out when coming back from holiday. I’ve got so many things share :)
At times we looked blank as we smacked into the language barrier. Almost always instead of using the very useful phrase ‘No hablo espanol’ we tried to figure out what was being said. In Barcelona we found there were more English speakers, since it’s more tourist oriented than Madrid.
A renactment of how we probably looked when we didn’t understand something.
I was extremely disappointed that we were in town at the same time as Depeche Mode but couldn’t see them! The tickets had gone on sale 6 months ago and sold out in minutes - long before we were contemplating a holiday of any sort together, let alone an overseas one. Later we discovered that Bauhaus would be playing in Barcelona so we went and saw them there.
From what we saw, the Melbourne Goth scene compares favourably with the Spanish scene. They may all wear New Rocks but we’re generally more glamourous, we have cheaper cover charges and drinks, and cover a broader range of ages. Interestingly, though it may be different in Summer, there was no use of lace fans and very little lace in general. M suggested it might be because it’s historically a part of the Spanish culture. Very little corsetry or Victoriana style. More PVC, simple black garments, metal, studs, some beadwork.
In terms of dance style there was much swaying and stepping side to side, with no Gothic 3 step – though let’s be honest very few people actually do that anyway – only the slightest allusion to it. Virtually no hand gesturing. I think we’re more interesting, and certainly more recognisably Goth in style. We’re probably drawing more on the English roots of Goth aka the history of it whereas as they are doing something else.
There’s something to be said for walking into 666 at the Moon in Madrid, and for the first time on our trip, feeling right at home. At that point I didn’t recognise the music playing. Despite the differences I think the mentality and taste unites us. We saw someone who strongly reminded us of someone we know from the Melbourne scene. We kept expecting to see someone we knew; it felt that familiar to us. We spoke briefly with a pair of Madrid Goths who were very welcoming and helpful. They were assisting a German couple who were also checking out the scene and slightly befuddled by the lack of up to date club/shop information on the internet. I’ll post something here to try and help out with that soonish.
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