"I see what evil sees and soon it will wash over me" A Night On Earth, Crazy P
The Craftwork Approach
Back (Black?) in the Night there was no consumer market goth accessory style victimisation campaign to sell image, because goth grew up out of punk and hammer-horror. It was DIY, improvisational; no Black Banana Brand chain stores.
The original London Batcave scenes now available on youtube prove that Gothpunk was naturally torn denim, t-shirts and black spiky hair-gel. LostBoys look, the be-all-&-end-all unless you want to be 'A Proper Goth' and go straight for the black-within-black shadow-shroud image as seen on mtv.
Thirty years on we have pvc bdsm techno edge massively influencing the style and that baby-bat velveteen softness is all but forgot. Consigned to the Crypt.
Goth came of age, went nasty and got expensive. And yet the self-identity trippers who religiously and expertly wear it are the cheapest of all cos they're the untouchable silver-screen slutgoths with enough budget to travel once their wardrobe's sorted. And they know the name of every band even the ones you never heard of. They want it all Now and to fall into their lap. Inexperience disguised as fetish and that's the plastic sheen of gothdom under wraps of latex and speed.
It's not You I'm in love with it's your Image.
Give me a sub-fem any Eve.
"Hey dude, so what's with all the cables in your music studio then if you're not into pvc?"
-anon studio ghost
Okay that's the unnecessary pre-amble moaning done and dusted. *Shakes chains and rattles drawers like the wind* Overstepping-the-thin-line-between-satire-and-cruelty put-down-merchant pitch-pervect, dealt with. Honestly, those early goths were twistier than our baby-bat hearts could handle; and look what it did to us, we turned out just like them anyway.
Here in Snakeappletree's lair I have old black fabrics, reject clothes heaps, black dylon, tailors chalk! and boxes of safety pins... edit... these spiky little beasts should be called danger pins... voodoo pins... needles, and as much thread as a kitten can dream of.
Obviously I have a hoard of inspirational photo's borrowed from the technological intrusion into my edgy fairytale version of reality, the really real real, photo's of what the supermarket styles are doing ad infinitum and yet tbh I saw it all already in the Hellraiser movies before throwing the tv away. Clive Barker did it better than any of the cliche-core movies I've seen on the internet. And not a frock suit in sight. Pictures to follow.
What you mean Goth is a Fashion movement now?
I take the same patchwork approach to my music. It's multi-disciplinary. You talk about something specific but the words you're using is generic. Textures, patterns, samples; it's dress-making, it's music, it's 3D visual art, its painting. Poetry in motion. Creative subjects. We follow the Flow-lines. Tauism. Black Tau of Goth...
"Yeah man but they're Matte Black..." Snakeappletree
The original London Batcave scenes now available on youtube prove that Gothpunk was naturally torn denim, t-shirts and black spiky hair-gel. LostBoys look, the be-all-&-end-all unless you want to be 'A Proper Goth' and go straight for the black-within-black shadow-shroud image as seen on mtv.
Thirty years on we have pvc bdsm techno edge massively influencing the style and that baby-bat velveteen softness is all but forgot. Consigned to the Crypt.
Goth came of age, went nasty and got expensive. And yet the self-identity trippers who religiously and expertly wear it are the cheapest of all cos they're the untouchable silver-screen slutgoths with enough budget to travel once their wardrobe's sorted. And they know the name of every band even the ones you never heard of. They want it all Now and to fall into their lap. Inexperience disguised as fetish and that's the plastic sheen of gothdom under wraps of latex and speed.
It's not You I'm in love with it's your Image.
Give me a sub-fem any Eve.
"Hey dude, so what's with all the cables in your music studio then if you're not into pvc?"
-anon studio ghost
Okay that's the unnecessary pre-amble moaning done and dusted. *Shakes chains and rattles drawers like the wind* Overstepping-the-thin-line-between-satire-and-cruelty put-down-merchant pitch-pervect, dealt with. Honestly, those early goths were twistier than our baby-bat hearts could handle; and look what it did to us, we turned out just like them anyway.
Here in Snakeappletree's lair I have old black fabrics, reject clothes heaps, black dylon, tailors chalk! and boxes of safety pins... edit... these spiky little beasts should be called danger pins... voodoo pins... needles, and as much thread as a kitten can dream of.
Obviously I have a hoard of inspirational photo's borrowed from the technological intrusion into my edgy fairytale version of reality, the really real real, photo's of what the supermarket styles are doing ad infinitum and yet tbh I saw it all already in the Hellraiser movies before throwing the tv away. Clive Barker did it better than any of the cliche-core movies I've seen on the internet. And not a frock suit in sight. Pictures to follow.
What you mean Goth is a Fashion movement now?
I take the same patchwork approach to my music. It's multi-disciplinary. You talk about something specific but the words you're using is generic. Textures, patterns, samples; it's dress-making, it's music, it's 3D visual art, its painting. Poetry in motion. Creative subjects. We follow the Flow-lines. Tauism. Black Tau of Goth...
"Yeah man but they're Matte Black..." Snakeappletree
In 1993 White Wolf published Mage: the Ascension
A Storytelling Game of Modern Magic
Mark Rein-Hagen's World of Darkness
coined the phrase "gothic-punk"
The following is copytyped from that source book with full accreditation
It is shared here within International Fare Use Policy for Educational Purposes
HOLLOW ONES
Though not an actual Tradition of magick, the Hollow Ones are a breed of young mages that have grown significantly within the past 15 years to become a notable force in mage society. The Hollow Ones are the envy and inspiration of every goth-punk in the World of Darkness. They are a reaction to and a result of the oppressive forces of the modern world. Hollow ones have little interest in Ascension, and are thought by other Traditions to be signposts, not sign-bearers, of Ascension.
The Hollow Ones are for the most part separate pockets of tightly knit friends. They are usually found in cities, but also exist in the suburbs. Around the mid-'80s, they began to find one another in significant numbers, and the first of their cabals (they call them Cliques) started proliferating. These punk covens were usually found in graveyards, funeral parlors, churches and nightclubs. The point of these gatherings is to share the misery of existence and have fun at the same time. Hollows mature (experientialy) at the age of 13 and carve out a niche of perfect freedom from school, job and family matters before they even consciously realize they are using their magick.
The Hollow Ones are just another subset of a larger group known as Orphans, mages who have Awakened on their own without the help of other mages. While this is the principle reason why they are distrusted by the Traditions, it also makes them valuable allies against the Technomancers, for they are underestimated and well hidden.
The Hollow Ones are generally defeatists by overall policy, yet this attitude never seems to get in the way of doing good deeds or entertaining themselves. Unlike the Sleepers, the demographics of the Hollows show more gothic taint that punk; for the most part, they are not the bullies and criminals who plague society. Instead, they are fish who swim peacefully in that violent environment. Their Ascension is a dark thing, tied to a deep narcissism.
Philosophy: Ascension? No such thing. It's a cat's cradle - no cat, no cradle, right? A lie to keep going. Well, the orphans don't need the lie, especially not us hollowers. We don't need to keep going either, except that there always seems to be great new music in the nightclubs. So the procession lurches on, and weren't the flowers on the casket just so exquisitely beautiful? Ascension? Okay maybe. It's a deeply flawed world, but sure, it can Ascend in its way. Maybe the Garden of Eden would have Ascended with grace and beauty and goodwill for all mankind, but this isn't Eden.
Organization: The Hollow ones recently elected a King and a Queen, the two prettiest goths from among all the Cliques. The leaders of the five or six biggest Cliques are known as Princes or Princesses. Every Halloween the "royal" cliques throw a huge Ball during which the leadership roles (except for King and Queen, which are 'until death') come up for election again. The winners are chosen by the most influential handful of Orphans in a Clique, and a glass slipper (usually a powerful magickal focus) is the trophy.
Meetings: Each Clique holds a Midnight Mass at the Clique headquarters Saturday night, which usually devolves into a party after the biggest decisions are out of the way. The electoral ball every October 31st is never to be missed, if only because that's the biggest party of all. Other meetings are held at the whim of each individual Clique; it is customary to have an impromptu meeting after each important funeral (for fellow Hollows and Sleeper human friends alike). Inter-Clique meetings occur rarely, if at all, and few nationwide Orphan policies are ever enforced - so far.
Initiation: No such thing. Upon entering a new Clique, Hollow Ones are sometimes taken to a cemetery where the greatest number of previous Clique members and hangers-on are buried, and are told to commune with a ghost at random, doing whatever it asks. If they are unable to contact a ghost, then they must commune with a hot local singer while she sleeps.
Chantry: The Way Down, a Gothic church/nightclub in San Francisco.
Acolytes: Blood Dolls, runaways, night-shift workers.
Sphere/Foci: Hollow ones have no special Sphere and require no foci, but they do pay a higher price for all Spheres.
Concepts: Blood Doll, occultist, artist.
Quote: "My tongue carries the taste of blood and the dust of bones,
an ashen elixir to choke my lover as I scream my kiss deep inside her soul.
I guide her gently into the Sepulchre of Ascension."
The Hollow Ones are for the most part separate pockets of tightly knit friends. They are usually found in cities, but also exist in the suburbs. Around the mid-'80s, they began to find one another in significant numbers, and the first of their cabals (they call them Cliques) started proliferating. These punk covens were usually found in graveyards, funeral parlors, churches and nightclubs. The point of these gatherings is to share the misery of existence and have fun at the same time. Hollows mature (experientialy) at the age of 13 and carve out a niche of perfect freedom from school, job and family matters before they even consciously realize they are using their magick.
The Hollow Ones are just another subset of a larger group known as Orphans, mages who have Awakened on their own without the help of other mages. While this is the principle reason why they are distrusted by the Traditions, it also makes them valuable allies against the Technomancers, for they are underestimated and well hidden.
The Hollow Ones are generally defeatists by overall policy, yet this attitude never seems to get in the way of doing good deeds or entertaining themselves. Unlike the Sleepers, the demographics of the Hollows show more gothic taint that punk; for the most part, they are not the bullies and criminals who plague society. Instead, they are fish who swim peacefully in that violent environment. Their Ascension is a dark thing, tied to a deep narcissism.
Philosophy: Ascension? No such thing. It's a cat's cradle - no cat, no cradle, right? A lie to keep going. Well, the orphans don't need the lie, especially not us hollowers. We don't need to keep going either, except that there always seems to be great new music in the nightclubs. So the procession lurches on, and weren't the flowers on the casket just so exquisitely beautiful? Ascension? Okay maybe. It's a deeply flawed world, but sure, it can Ascend in its way. Maybe the Garden of Eden would have Ascended with grace and beauty and goodwill for all mankind, but this isn't Eden.
Organization: The Hollow ones recently elected a King and a Queen, the two prettiest goths from among all the Cliques. The leaders of the five or six biggest Cliques are known as Princes or Princesses. Every Halloween the "royal" cliques throw a huge Ball during which the leadership roles (except for King and Queen, which are 'until death') come up for election again. The winners are chosen by the most influential handful of Orphans in a Clique, and a glass slipper (usually a powerful magickal focus) is the trophy.
Meetings: Each Clique holds a Midnight Mass at the Clique headquarters Saturday night, which usually devolves into a party after the biggest decisions are out of the way. The electoral ball every October 31st is never to be missed, if only because that's the biggest party of all. Other meetings are held at the whim of each individual Clique; it is customary to have an impromptu meeting after each important funeral (for fellow Hollows and Sleeper human friends alike). Inter-Clique meetings occur rarely, if at all, and few nationwide Orphan policies are ever enforced - so far.
Initiation: No such thing. Upon entering a new Clique, Hollow Ones are sometimes taken to a cemetery where the greatest number of previous Clique members and hangers-on are buried, and are told to commune with a ghost at random, doing whatever it asks. If they are unable to contact a ghost, then they must commune with a hot local singer while she sleeps.
Chantry: The Way Down, a Gothic church/nightclub in San Francisco.
Acolytes: Blood Dolls, runaways, night-shift workers.
Sphere/Foci: Hollow ones have no special Sphere and require no foci, but they do pay a higher price for all Spheres.
Concepts: Blood Doll, occultist, artist.
Quote: "My tongue carries the taste of blood and the dust of bones,
an ashen elixir to choke my lover as I scream my kiss deep inside her soul.
I guide her gently into the Sepulchre of Ascension."
HOLLOW ONES
http://wiki.white-wolf.com/worldofdarkness/index.php?title=Hollow_Ones
Paradigm
Although disparate and lacking one cohesive Paradigm, the Hollowers are largely dedicated to the ideal of Romance. They are careful to stress that this is not the "grocery store novel, picture of Fabio on the cover" type of romance, but the story of gothic horror, tragic romance and mysterious whimsy. Hollow Ones are likely to invoke their magic using "watered down" versions of classic spells, or rote spells borrowed from other Traditions. For instance, while a Hermetic mage might use his properly dedicated Pentacle of Mercury in a ritual, the Hollower might simply draw a star on a quarter with eyeliner and use that.
History
Despite the "Gothic Rock" image adorned by many Hollow Ones, their Tradition is actually older than most mages realise, dating back to the times of the classical horror writers such as Shelley and Poe. In this manner the tradition can be traced to the Opium lounges of the 19th and early 20th centuries, and the seance tables of Victorian mediumship. Some claim that its roots can be traced even further back; given the eclectic and scatter-shot approach of Hollow magick, this is partially true. However, most agree that the "Hollow Philosophy" didn't truly define itself in its entirety until the 1920s, despite the fact that its leanings can be found in the works of earlier generations - particularly literary works, such as those of the afore mentioned writers. Indeed, there are some who claim that Lord Byron was in fact the first to ascribe to the Hollow Tradition, but others say this is complete rubbish.
Although disparate and lacking one cohesive Paradigm, the Hollowers are largely dedicated to the ideal of Romance. They are careful to stress that this is not the "grocery store novel, picture of Fabio on the cover" type of romance, but the story of gothic horror, tragic romance and mysterious whimsy. Hollow Ones are likely to invoke their magic using "watered down" versions of classic spells, or rote spells borrowed from other Traditions. For instance, while a Hermetic mage might use his properly dedicated Pentacle of Mercury in a ritual, the Hollower might simply draw a star on a quarter with eyeliner and use that.
History
Despite the "Gothic Rock" image adorned by many Hollow Ones, their Tradition is actually older than most mages realise, dating back to the times of the classical horror writers such as Shelley and Poe. In this manner the tradition can be traced to the Opium lounges of the 19th and early 20th centuries, and the seance tables of Victorian mediumship. Some claim that its roots can be traced even further back; given the eclectic and scatter-shot approach of Hollow magick, this is partially true. However, most agree that the "Hollow Philosophy" didn't truly define itself in its entirety until the 1920s, despite the fact that its leanings can be found in the works of earlier generations - particularly literary works, such as those of the afore mentioned writers. Indeed, there are some who claim that Lord Byron was in fact the first to ascribe to the Hollow Tradition, but others say this is complete rubbish.
Caroline Folkenroth - The Confrontation of Guilt - 2004
