Vuvuzela Blues
(Otherwise known as the unique plight of being a goth in Cape Town during the Fifa Soccer World Cup [insert trademark])
Okay, I work in the CBD on the third floor of a building overlooking St George's Mall, which is a pedestrianised street in the inner city. Many tourists, okay?
Let me introduce vuvuzelas to those of you who are not Sethfrican. Imagine a toy trumpet about as long as your arm. It is available in loads of bright, cheery colours. When blown, it makes the same plaintive cry as a bull elephant with its testicles caught in a vice.
Now imagine hundreds, no thousands of these infernal devices tooted daily, with a deafening crescendo approximately for two hours before and after noon.
Get the picture?
Now add dozens of soccer fanatics one step away from open gangsterism squaring off in the streets bragging their team's gonna "eff up" your team.
Yes. I really saw that today when I ducked out to buy new earphones after the last set functioned for all of a week (in an attempt to block out the wailing of the vuvus).
People ask me why I wear black and listen to gothic rock, tanzmetal, industrial and gothic metal, THERE is your answer. I'd rather be different in the same way as my sensible friends, who wear black and listen to demonic music than subscribe to the infernal madness that seems to have captured 99% of Cape Town's population at present.
You all suck.
I'm a goat, not a sheep.
I've got a date at midnight, with Nosferatu...
Okay, I work in the CBD on the third floor of a building overlooking St George's Mall, which is a pedestrianised street in the inner city. Many tourists, okay?
Let me introduce vuvuzelas to those of you who are not Sethfrican. Imagine a toy trumpet about as long as your arm. It is available in loads of bright, cheery colours. When blown, it makes the same plaintive cry as a bull elephant with its testicles caught in a vice.
Now imagine hundreds, no thousands of these infernal devices tooted daily, with a deafening crescendo approximately for two hours before and after noon.
Get the picture?
Now add dozens of soccer fanatics one step away from open gangsterism squaring off in the streets bragging their team's gonna "eff up" your team.
Yes. I really saw that today when I ducked out to buy new earphones after the last set functioned for all of a week (in an attempt to block out the wailing of the vuvus).
People ask me why I wear black and listen to gothic rock, tanzmetal, industrial and gothic metal, THERE is your answer. I'd rather be different in the same way as my sensible friends, who wear black and listen to demonic music than subscribe to the infernal madness that seems to have captured 99% of Cape Town's population at present.
You all suck.
I'm a goat, not a sheep.
I've got a date at midnight, with Nosferatu...