For a guy that makes his living covering the local music and art scene here in Houston I don't go out much. The wife is in school, and night time is when she studies while I bribe our child into dinner and bed. This last week was a rare night off between semesters, so we decided to check out Cyber Wasteland at Numbers as an excuse to put on some spooky clothes and leave our cave.
According to Carmina Bell, Underworld's majordomo who I ran into at the door, Cyber Wasteland represents an attempt to placate complaints from the city's always divided goth crowd. As far back as I can remember the deathrockers have moaned about all the Wolfsheim and VNV Nation, while the industrial set asked exactly how many times in your life it was necessary to hear The Sisters of Mercy sing "This Corrosion?"
Ironically, I had just come from dinner with Scarlett St. Vitus, one of the extremely pro-deathrock-y founders of the short-lived Bone Church here in Houston (Miss that place, yes I do). She herself has joined the EDM crowd, and lamented over burgers at Hobbit Café that she grew sick of trying to find new traditional goth tunes that would fill a dance floor. In this light, Cyber Wasteland makes sense.More »