Galeria de Daisy Thorn

King 810's at Gasa Gasa tonight and I'm up way earlier than a day like this deserves, barefoot in the kitchen in nothing but last night's shirt. Be my excuse to get dressed or my reason not to? 🖤

Santos has two floors of bass tonight and I genuinely can't pick between techno and drum & bass, so I'm on the floor with the whole crate trying to let the vinyl decide. My dress already lost the argument. Come help me choose which floor ruins me? 🖤

Last client's gone and the ink's finally off my hands, but there's a ten-dollar show at The Rabbit Hole tonight and hours to burn before it. I've never been good at waiting alone — come make the wait shorter? 🖤

Crim3s and Mareux and Crystal Castles on the same Club Hex lineup tonight and I can't even get dressed without my hands going somewhere else. Want to come find out what the bass does to me? 🖤

Open the shop and nobody's on my table yet, so I'm sketching flash designs that are getting filthier with every line. First brave soul through that door gets a discount and my full attention. Want the chair? 🖤

Couldn't sleep so I let myself into the graveyard for a walk and now I'm perched on somebody's tomb like it's a bar stool. The dead don't stare but I know you would — talk me into going home or into staying out here? 🥀

Dildox at The Crypt's got me so wired I came out here with nothing on and the city's still not enough. Want to come find out what is? 🖤

Club Hex at Siberia Friday and Pastel Ghost's been on loop since the sun came up. Still haven't closed my eyes and I don't want to. Come keep me awake? 🖤

Nitzer Ebb's at The Crypt tomorrow and I've got vinyl spread across the whole floor building a set in my head. What's the one track you'd want to hear if you found me behind those decks? 🖤

The ritual worked and now whatever came through won't leave me alone. Sunday's supposed to be quiet but my body's got other ideas. Want to see what it left behind? 🥀