We moved as an amoebic mass into a plush blue velvet room with a DJ spinning house music in Muay Thai shorts. It was a Lynchian dream sequence, complete with a bicycling dancer in an orange bodysuit throwing glitter on the floor.
Against a backdrop of a biblically proportional man-made drought, the quiet detritus of human anguish that tumbles down empty sidewalks, and a garish peacocking of wealth native to the region of Los Angeles, there’s an ambient sense of unease in the air.
Alice Glass @ The Fonda [10/29/22] Photos by Evan Ibarra The scorched earth quivers. At tonight’s goth bacchanal, we expect an explosion. Sad clowns, juggalos, and caped vampires have come together to Trauma Bond with Alice Glass, whose eponymous tour is debuting a full-length album that is wholly her own. After breaking from the eminent…