There Are Always Deer In The Cemeteries Here.

By Ksiezycolica

Facing a Challenge as Event Promoters Work to Bring Music to the Masses

These three promoters are keeping the goth music scene alive and well.

Music is a billion-dollar industry where touring can make or break an artist, or a promoter. For those who love music that’s on the fringe, it can be difficult to see a favorite band without traveling out of town to the nearest place they are touring. For the promoters, getting these bands to come to Minneapolis instead of, or as well as, places like Chicago can be difficult as well as expensive.…

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Seriously, am I going to be bedazzling a skeleton body suit now or what?

Had a fascinating day of acceptance and love at work today.

Was told my "Frida Kahlo *thing*" was really flattering on me, and that I "made it femmine". Her own daughter lasers hers, so seeing me made her feel like her daughter could be loved with her own.

I said her daughter knows what she wants the best. It takes small steps to get this much courage. I already had all accepting love supporting me in this journey, I now do it to honor that love and support.

Someone else brought me such sad, beautiful memorial photos. We had a *Moment* with our Losses. She gave me a hug that filled me with warmth.

Strange shit I've done since my partner has had seizures.

-gotten up an extra hour earlier to double check his medications for the day are ready to go.

-added a list of all of our friend's/relative's allergies and medical conditions to a note in my phone in case of emergency

-Once, found him still in bed (he was taking a nap) and simply said, "Hey, are you dead?", to which his foot twitch was sufficient indication he was, in fact, alive. He later asked about that, thinking it was an odd dream.

- forced myself to get out of bed and create a space for myself downstairs to work on my crafts. I have to give myself space and freedom, as much as I need to trust he'll not have another seizure.

God, this is so hard to face. I'm definitely going through some kind of after shock. I've noticed that it happens about once a month, and it's consuming.

I'm so tired.

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The souls of abused 1930s/1960s housewives that were disabused over their "awful coffee" must be fuming and furious about Kurig/Nesspresso machines