Domingo, 31 de octubre · 14:00 - 21:00
Lugar Espai Jove La Fontana
Fontana 190
Barcelona, Spain
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No fué hasta el 1980, en plena era post-punk (es decir, cuando el punk dijo adiós para los medios y los críticos amargados) cuando se reutilizó el nombre gracias al líder de la profética banda Christian Death, que se autodenominaron así. Se designaba a una especie de música que mezclaba el ritmo punk (donde provenía) con algún toque electrónico (típico del post-punk) y lírica gótica (de donde más tarde salió el rock gótico); aunque en ésta se solía hacer referencia a películas de serie B, zombies, depresiones o canibalismo. La escena duró hasta los años 90, donde se añadió más electrónica proviniente del EBM y el Industrial. En la actualidad, aún pervive perfectamente.
My first shoot of the trip was in a gorgeous area of Sacramento. It was at a park with a large lake surround by big beautiful trees. It was real early in the morning, the air was crisp and their were ducks waddling to the water. It was so beautiful and peaceful there. It felt wonderful to get undressed and press my body up against the trunk of a gigantic tree. I felt very peaceful that morning, like I was one with nature. After the shoot, I went back to the hotel, rounded up the boys and we headed north through the gorgeous Nappa Valley to Harbin Hot Springs.
Once we were in LA we stayed with Denny, a good friend that London and I stay with whenever we're in town. He is a fantastic host and I always look forward to visiting him.The best part was that Denny had a new kitten!!! I could not contain my excitement. It was such a great surprise, especially since I did not think Denny was the type to get a kitten. Apparently, the kitten was from a stray litter that was living on top of the roof next door.
I did take him to a fun one though! Josh got to go with me to a full day of shooting with WetandMessy.com. He got to see me pied, painted, shot with whip cream and take a slim bath. He even got to get up on a ladder and pour a bucket of chocolate pudding over my head. I think he enjoyed himself quite a bit that day ;)
Under the colorful tent and flags of Center Camp I feel as if I am no longer on this earth, but transported to a timeless, magical place far away as I watch people from all over the city converge in various forms of song, dance, poetry, art, exercise, movement, laughter, relaxation and sleep. I found myself at Center Camp many more times this year. It was great to recharge my batteries with a nap on a random couch, to wander around gazing at art pieces, watch beautiful people hula hoop, or to let everything go in dance during a musical performance. Ahhh, I love the serenity of Center Camp and am glad we camped closer to it this year so I could experience it more :)
