Postpunk cerita

If you're a baby bat, or interested in the goth subculture, this is the book for you!

Another weird mystery/thriller. The mercurial Mary Browne settles into Salt Lake City for school, and gets into all sorts of trouble. Her dog gets shot at and then so does she. Then someone rips off The Feral Sluts, taking a van-load of gear from their practice studio. True crime enlivened by the usual endearing biographical bits and tatters. Trying it as plain text with few illustrations this time. Let me know what you think-

This is a compilation of song quotes from the indie/post punk rock band from Canada, Viet Cong:)

One day a curator wakes up to discover he has become Malcolm McLaren. Please like, comment, share, and subscribe

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a song of the day kind of book. mainly alternative music, but may have some folk & jazz outliers, we'll see :) enjoy !!

Adam ant and marc almond and david sylvian are like hanging out watchin some sick ass movies n shit. This is a joke i would never write this seriously please please please pleaseppeasepleapslleapsle

The city is a graveyard of neon lights and endless nights. Nero knows it. He feels it in his bones. Nothing was supposed to happen on the night of the lunar eclipse. Just another underground gig in an abandoned church, another cigarette burning between his fingers, another cheap vodka shot burning down his throat. But then he saw her. Something that shouldn't have been there. Something that was watching him before he even knew it existed. Something that stayed with him even after the music stopped. Since that night, the shadows started calling his name. Since that night, Sebastián was closer than ever. Since that night, she started showing up in his dreams. Nero's reality is starting to crack apart. His reflection doesn't always match his movements. His body doesn't always feel like his own. The city lights flicker like someone's turning the world off, piece by piece. And in the background, a voice whispers: "Don't close your eyes. Don't stop looking." Because the moment you do... You won't be you anymore.

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It's 1978, and 21-year-old Zoe Amoretti is living a simple life in America. She has a passion for music, and enjoys meeting new people and making friends when she has the chance. One day, she meets a young man around her age, who happens to be Ian Curtis, the lead vocalist of a new band, Joy Division. Zoe quickly befriends him, and soon finds out Ian struggles with depression and epilepsy. Zoe becomes determined to help him, and hopefully help him find the light. "I've been waiting for a guide to come and take me by the hand, Could these sensations make me feel the pleasures of a normal man? These sensations barely interest me for another day, I've got the spirit, lose the feeling, take the shock away."

Need some new music? You've come to the right place!

Sabes que puedes volar Sabes que puedes volar alto Sé que lo lograrás al más allá. (Estribillo) Libélula Roja Libélula Roja Libélula Optimista Volaré al núcleo de todo esto un sistema corrompido de industrias creativas. El yuppie neo-hippie pide a gritos que quiere más! quiere más! quieres más! Cuál es el fondo de la cuestión para vos! para vos! para vos! Vive el momento, el futuro déjalo que pase. (Estribillo) Libélula Roja Libélula Roja Libélula Optimista. Cypheryuppie pide más! que quiere más! Yuppies en la net no los entiendo! Babelnet que carajo dicen! para vos! para vos! y para vos! Enciendo el TV ahí estás! Apago la TV ahí estás! Enciendo el cel ahí estás! Enciendo la PC ahí estás! Enciendo cualquier maquina ahí estás! y otra vez Babelnet al verde a respirar. Enciendo un cigarro me quedo pensando en vos ya! (Estribillo) Libélula Roja Libélula Roja Libélula Optimista.

Ian Curtis, a 22 year old singer, is on the verge of stardom but also desperation. He cannot seem to balance being a performer, a civil servant, a husband, a future parent and an epileptic. When he crosses paths with someone who knows nothing but desperation he tries to save her, falling in love and into a greater disorder than before. Not a Fairytale Story, not a Love Story. Merely one of two unquiet souls. ||Since there's a lack of Ian Curtis stories in this website I decided to create my own. This story is based purely on /my/ perception of Ian. Only he knew what went on inside his mind, that being said I hope you guys enjoy it.||

No hago spoilers si quieres saber de que va la historia la lees vago

Short scenes/Story starters using Nick Cave as a main character.

Set directly after the events of "Vinyls and Girlfriend", Oliver develops a friendship with Kyouko Hori during work, and discovers each others' personal lives---Hori takes care of the household and her younger brother Souta, while Oliver is an anti-social second year college student, who lives with a shut-in gamer named Finn Frost.

She thought he ghosted her. He was already gone. After a late-night fight, he disappears without a word-no calls, no goodbye. Just silence. She's left in a tiny apartment with fading memories, unpaid bills... and the unbearable weight of the unknown. But when a bottle of red wine and a bag of his favorite pretzels appear on her doorstep, the past begins whispering back. Then she finds a playlist. It's called Cemetery Wine. Each track sounds like him. Each lyric cuts deeper. And the final song might be his last goodbye. A slow-burn novel about grief, love, and the things we only understand after it's too late. For readers who believe silence can still hold a heartbeat.

Genres Of Punk Rock and A brief history of them