Second Skin - Dance Party
Second Skin 10 Year Anniversary @ Brillobox
SATURDAY, January 25th, 2025 AT 9 PM – 2 AM
https://www.facebook.com/events/602298715802475/
underground and obscure: post-punk, deathrock, new wave, goth, minimal synth, synth pop, and all things you can dance to.
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Brought to you by: aaron grey, erica scary & huck finn
Saturday, January 25th, 2025
$10 cover | 09pm-02am | 21+
Brillobox
4104 Penn Ave.
Pittsburgh, PA 15224
Brought to you by: erica scary, huck finn, & a.grey
Quarterly
$10 cover
9-2 | 21+
Brillobox
4104 Penn Ave.
Pittsburgh, PA 15224
The world stood still
I watched as I held my breath
A silhouette I thought I knew
Whispered in my ear
This fantasy's for you
Fantasy's are in this year
I thought, what they say is true
I've shed my skin, and my disguise
And cold on the naked eye
And a half-remembered tune played softly in my head
He said
And says
I dedicate this melody, to you
I realize a miracle, is due
I dedicate this melody, to you
If this is the stuff dreams are made of
No wonder I feel like I'm floating on air
No wonder I feel like I'm floating on air
I dedicate this melody, to you
But is this the stuff dreams are made of?
If this is the stuff dreams are made of
No wonder I feel like I'm floating on air
No wonder I feel like I'm floating on air
Everywhere
Like when you fail to make the connection, you know vital it is
Oh when something slips through your fingers you know precious it is
Oh and you reach the point when you know
It's only your second skin
It's only your second skin
(Something's banging on my door) like when you fail to make the connection, you know vital it is
(Someone's banging on my door) oh when something slips through your fingers you know precious it is
(Something's banging on my door) or reach the point when you know it's only your second skin
(Someone's banging on my door, something's banging on my door)
Second Skin - Post-Punk Dance Night
Amidst the urban landscape of Pittsburgh, Brillobox stands as a beacon for the city's eclectic arts and music scene. While the ground floor buzzes with the chatter of patrons enjoying craft beers and innovative dishes, it's the upstairs venue that truly comes alive during Second Skin post-punk and darkwave dance nights.
Climbing up the stairs to the second floor, you're immediately enveloped by the melodic and leading basslines, characterized by their deep resonance and repetitive, hypnotic grooves, accompanied by the minimalistic, mechanical precision of the drums. The room, awash in in lights and fog, feels both intimate and electric. Overhead, sporadic flashes of red lights illuminate the faces of dancers lost in the music. The walls, adorned with vintage posters, Warhol-esque.
The compact dance floor is a whirl of energy. Enthusiasts, donning black outfits, fishnets, and combat boots, sway and groove to the haunting melodies. The DJs, a silhouette on the stage engolfuled in smoke, seamlessly blends classics with tracks from contemporary bands, from Gang of Four and Au Pairs to Lebanon Hanover and Deadletter, ensuring the legacy of the genre continues to evolve and thrive.
At the back of the dance area, the bar serves up beers and cocktails. As bartenders with striking eyeliner and tattoos pour concoctions and chat up patrons about punk rock, shows, and maybe even Muay Thai.
As the night deepens, the boundary between the DJ and the crowd becomes indistinct, with everyone united in their passion for the music. The beats, echoing sentiments of rebellion and introspection, resonate deeply with all present. Beneath the starlit gaze of the prairie, the floor sways like grains in a nocturnal dance, as voices harmoniously echo the haunting melodies of The Cure.
As the final track plays, slower and filled with melancholy, there's a collective pause, a shared moment of reflection. The night might end, but the shared experience, the bond formed through music, lingers.
Emerging from the Brillobox's upstairs lounge, the cool Pittsburgh air is a stark contrast to the warmth inside. Yet, the rhythms of the night, the beats of post-punk and darkwave, continue to play in the hearts of those who attended, a testament to a genre that refuses to fade.