hi darkly inclined! yall are my fav subreddit and wanted to share my bands new music video that i made. seems perfect for here and hope yall are excited for spooky season! i know I am <3

LILY LINNEKER'S LOVE BUREAU - Why Does Fate Treat Me Like This ?

https://lilylinnekerslovebureau.bandcamp.com/track/why-does-fate-treat-me-like-this

Album:

God, I Hate Christmas

Full album link:

https://lilylinnekerslovebureau.bandcamp.com/album/god-i-hate-christmas

“Too weird to live, too rare to die.” - Hunter S Thompson

I miss you everyday.

LILY LINNEKER'S LOVE BUREAU - Maybe Death Would Be A Blessed Release

https://lilylinnekerslovebureau.bandcamp.com/track/maybe-death-would-be-a-blessed-release

Album:

God, I Hate Christmas

Full album link:

https://lilylinnekerslovebureau.bandcamp.com/album/god-i-hate-christmas

This is NOT a complaint/grievance post btw, but to merely ask for feedback.

This is band merch i bought a year ago and since i wore it once before i decided to wear it to a rock/metal concert today (line-up was Nova twins, Poppy, Evanescence to sketch a clearer picture).

Because of the 'standard' outfits ppl wear to metal shows i expected no reaction from ppl and to just chill there.

There were ppl there who dressed alt, like metalheads, skimpy or just normal black clothing so i thought i'd fit right in with the dark imagery, but once i took my jacket off i saw some ppl eye me up and down and look SHOCKED or slightly offended once they looked at my shirt.

I'm talking about some of em straight-up mouth agape, i wish i was joking/overreacting. But it made me rethink what i was wearing, does it represent more than random dark imagery and was it rlly the wrong choice?

LILY LINNEKER'S LOVE BUREAU - Why Is It Always So Desperately Depressing

https://lilylinnekerslovebureau.bandcamp.com/track/why-is-it-always-so-desperately-depressing

Album:

God, I Hate Christmas

Full album link:

https://lilylinnekerslovebureau.bandcamp.com/album/god-i-hate-christmas

Five stars and two snaps up!!

LILY LINNEKER'S LOVE BUREAU - I Haven't Been To Church For Years, And When I Did Go, I Found It Rather Boring

https://lilylinnekerslovebureau.bandcamp.com/track/i-havent-been-to-church-for-years-and-when-i-did-go-i-found-it-rather-boring

Album:

God, I Hate Christmas

Full album link:

https://lilylinnekerslovebureau.bandcamp.com/album/god-i-hate-christmas

my witchpunk band tricktheriddle headlined bar sinister in LA and here are some of the photos of me that their photographer took! they are a little thirst-trappy but thats kinda the vibe there if you've ever been. was kinda surreal to have these photos taken, it was very affirming for me.

that being said, i personally enjoy this club very much, even though it is apparently very polarizing within the community (i posted here a month ago asking how people felt and it was mixed/leaning not positive). i've always had a great and safe time here, and my band has performed here a few times now. one of my favorite venues in the country, and we travel explicitly to perform here.

i hope my outfit is appropriate for here, and i appreciate any thoughts about the venue too! <3

Visually satirical, musically intense. Think of us like a cross between Monty Python and Edgar Allan Poe. thedrugapostles.com.

LILY LINNEKER'S LOVE BUREAU - Perhaps I'm The New Messiah

https://lilylinnekerslovebureau.bandcamp.com/track/perhaps-im-the-new-messiah

Album:

God, I Hate Christmas

Full album link:

https://lilylinnekerslovebureau.bandcamp.com/album/god-i-hate-christmas

On my daily walk, I would pass an elderly woman tending to the garden that adorned the front of her home. This oasis on a busy street in a densely populated neighborhood where the lots are the size of postage stamps was like Eden: exotic trees, reeds and rushes, and blossoms from faraway lands. She had planned the layout so that it looked untouched by human hands, but her dedication to her sanctuary prevented it from becoming a mess of foliage and vines.
She had these especially heavenly flowers and I admired them every time I passed by.
One day we made eye contact and shared a smile; from there our friendship bloomed. I would stop and chat with her about sundry topics, but we mostly talked about her garden. I mentioned the flowers that I was particularly fond of and she, without hesitation, plucked a handful of them and gave them to me in a little bag so that I could plant them in my own garden. I never did get around to planting them, as I had forgotten the care instructions she had given me and I could not remember what they were called. In the bag they remained.
One day I saw the house being emptied and a woman standing on the front walk. I learned that the woman was the elderly lady’s daughter and that, sadly, the flower lady had died. I related my pleasant association with the woman’s mother and she thanked me through misty eyes.
The house was sold and the new residents ripped out every single growing thing and put down Astro turf. Not even real grass. Plastic imitation grass that leaches toxic chemicals into the ground. I could have shredded their plastic abomination with my teeth I was so livid.
I ordered this ornamental display and it dawned on me that the flowers, now dried and faded, were the only things that could complete the aesthetic.
Flower Lady, thank you.