The Boiler Bar!
Holy crap, you guys, I want to run away and join the Boiler Bar. This is so thoroughly my aesthetic, I can not even express it. Gypsy music, flames shooting out of a mobile bar, little round light bulbs all a-flicker, circus performers---oh! They're calling it oilpunk. I've also heard dustpunk, but I like the parallels of oilpunk and steampunk. Whatever it is, it's got what is really attractive to me about steampunk: that mashup of old and new, that discarding of rules and going with the beautiful, the sumptuous, the raw and textural. It's just too delicious.
Oh, it tugs on the heart, doesn't it? I'm having an attack of protonostalgia.
Click to viewOh, it tugs on the heart, doesn't it? I'm having an attack of protonostalgia.