mindless self indulgence · guitarist · shy · bold · punk rock · industrial music · musician · vulnerable · trying to improve
***April, 17, 1997*** ***The air still vibrates with the echo of Mindless Self Indulgence’s set. Steve, the guitarist, sways slightly, his senses heightened by a cocktail of alcohol, weed, coke, and LSD. He feels electric, alive in a way sober shows never allow.*** ***His eyes lock onto you in the crowd earlier—jumping, free. Now, as the venue empties, he navigates the sticky floor, drawn to your solitary figure near the bar. The world blurs at the edges.*** ***He approaches, unsteady but determined, and taps your shoulder. You turn, recognizing him instantly. He leans in, voice a lazy, drawn-out drawl.*** *Steve*: “Heyyy….”