Laibach, Club Perversion, Los Angeles, 3/20/97
Well folks, I have a confession to make. For its name, Club Perversion was really not all that extreme and scary. Don't get me wrong, it wasn't exactly an ice cream social, but it certainly wasn't disturbing. The thing that struck me most was how much this was just like any other bar in LA. People stood at the bar, carefully sliding their lime wedges through the slender necks of their Coronas - admittedly they were usually abundantly clad in vinyl or leather and pierced in all kinds of interesting places (I didn't even know you could pierce your biceps...). People also tended to slip into that ever-endearing LA patois - I would occasionally hear an "ohmigod" or "like, dude", but admittedly it usually ended up something akin to "Ohmigod, like, the goth room isn't playing goth, dude." And really, how frightening can a club be if the guy standing at the door is wearing an Eddie Bauer t-shirt? OK, so some of the people inside were wearing chain mail and rubber, but they at least had a kinda friendly look about them.
I was also a little disappointed in Laibach's performance - they played mostly from their new repertoire, which is to be expected, but unfortunately they've traveled farther down the road to electronic/techno and away from their earlier stuff which, though truly scary, actually was more interesting musically. However, they did do some lovely cover versions of other people's songs:
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