FULL MOON FEVER: RIPE
It’s a one stop shop for only the most premium tracks, corn?, gifs, and Trish’s birthday. Go ahead: taste the biscuit. Taste the goodness of the biscuit. Continue reading FULL MOON FEVER: RIPE
Tag: dance party
FULL MOON FEVER: QUENCHED
The full and unabridged confession from August’s FMF dancefloor. The playlist testament is awaiting for you to bear witness to the miracle that is a collaborative disco effort. PLAY LOUD. Continue reading FULL MOON FEVER: QUENCHED
DARK MOON DUNGEON: ENRINGED
We have received absolutely unfalsified scholarly reviews by real actual journalists and cultural glitterati. READ MORE NOW. Continue reading DARK MOON DUNGEON: ENRINGED
FULL MOON FEVER: JANIFORM
APRÈS-DANCE: January’s FMF was just great, says me the person that compliments very little, though I ought to make it more of a practice. Resolution resolved. I must share that I enjoyed my time making and finessing the visual aspect of the event, something a bit challenging to translate into a blog entry. But I … Continue reading FULL MOON FEVER: JANIFORM
FULL MOON FEVER: WASSAILED
We were in the spirit for Yule log-jammin’ with Santa Karl Hungus, + got our gingerbred houses all iced. Continue reading FULL MOON FEVER: WASSAILED
DARK MOON DUNGEON: STAKED
GET GOTH. STAY GOTH. Playlist most darkly preserved here for future degenerations. Continue reading DARK MOON DUNGEON: STAKED
FULL MOON FEVER: GAGGED
FULL MOON FEVER: HANKY CODE FOR BRING OUT THE GIMP or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Disco. Continue reading FULL MOON FEVER: GAGGED
FULL MOON FEVER: DRAGGED
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All our corporate sponsors pulled out because my thrussy game is just way too slick. Continue reading FULL MOON FEVER: DRAGGED
FULL MOON FEVER: LIT
All-Inclusive staycation Last Resort gif & dance party. Head-mounted fashion snacks are *very* encouraged because our grant doesn’t cover catering. Continue reading FULL MOON FEVER: LIT
DARK MOON DUNGEON: NAILED
You and yours may join us all under the darkest of March nights as the chill of Winter wanes and the seeds begin to stir from their silent dreams. Dance darkly, Kindred, danse macabre. Continue reading DARK MOON DUNGEON: NAILED