Happy New Year! Year of the Pig. Oink Oink.

I don’t have too many Vietnamese friends here, so in lieu of a Tet celebration, I decided to go dancing at a shoegaze/Britpop night in Chinatown.

Foo-ooh-ohh’s Gold. . . . Seriously, I never liked the song or understood it’s popularity (I’m more into Elephant Stone) until it was blasting in my ear and I got to watch some really good-looking goths get down to it.

Bonus: It was a My Bloody Valentine Tribute Night!