For the first weekend of December I headed into beautiful North Yorkshire to visit Haworth. I always try and visit the brilliant 1940's event at Haworth every Spring, but the lure of a 1940's vintage Christmas fair was too hard to resist.
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Dexi - Haworth in December |
This weekend was a rather more rushed affair - Saturday brought the Heresy and Heelz Alternative and Burlesque Fair back to Manchester, so it was time to don my heavy leather coat and Natacha Marro boots against the cold and head off to Sound Control on Oxford Road.
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Dexi - Heresy and Heelz Fair in Manchester |
The evening brought the final fling of Club Lash at Legends. Before that, however, I will mention my ulcer-inducing gripe. As an 'immigrant' to Manchester in 2001, I remember that one of the deciding factors in coming to the city was the vibrancy of it's independent spirit. The first meeting of the official Vegetarian Society in 1847 and the formation of the Anti-Corn Law League in 1838, both held in Manchester, are classic examples of the city's unique stance against 'the establishment'. So, I wonder, how can the city's Council be happy to give away chunks of Manchester and it's history to the highest bidder, as appears to be happening now. Since arriving in Manchester, I have seen the loss of the Coliseum to make way for more city-centre apartments (like we need more of those, of course), the erosion of the independent-led Northern Quarter, the loss of Jilly's nightclub to make way for, of all things, a Tesco, and now the loss of the Legends nightclub and surrounding buildings for a budget hotel. I cannot help but wonder how the council can defend it's position on selling the city's assests and history. Legends has it's own place in music history, and to lose the venue for such an eye-wateringly ugly and unnecessary budget hotel is nothing short of shameful. Once the council have removed any reason for people to want to a) live in the city centre or b) visit the city, what will they do with all the empty apartments and hotels? What the city needs to rejuvenate iself is not another city-centre apartment block, chain supermarket, Next, Primark or (insert any of your chosen high-street regulars here). More and more shop fronts are being boarded up, and yet at the same time we are losing more and more outlets for the independent small artists and manufacturers - but it is these people that Manchester should be relying on to create it's own counter-culture and draw in the people tired of being fed the usual chain-store tat and rubbish.
I haven't been a regular visitor to Club Lash for some time. As a girl who remembers all too well the astonishingly hedonistic nights in the 1990's of Submission, Pleasurezone and The Gate, etc, where having full girl-on-girl sex on the dancefloor (oooh yes, I still remember one of those nights - she was a lovely Danish girl.. mmmmm!) was regarded as part of the evening's entertainment, many of the current fetish clubs are rather less outlandish and rather more toned down - (all down to the fear of SEX from the prudish and unliberated local authorities, of course, not the clubs themselves) - and so there isn't the same lure to attend for a girl like me. Also, as someone who can get into trouble at fetish events, I don't always trust myself completely to behave appropriately. However, as this was a last chance to say "Goodbye" to Lash at Legends, and also to Rosie Lugosi, one of the original founders (who, due to other commitments can no longer take part in running the event), I slid into my latex catsuit, and, as it's nearly Christmas, my Miss Santa robe, and revisited Club Lash.
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Dexi - latex catsuit and Miss Santa Robe at Club Lash |
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Dexi - latex lovelies at Club Lash |
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