Fearing no-one, one may Love everyone— and so, The Vampire Mercury, Master Benjamin George Griffin, esq. cordially invites you to his 300th Birthday.
Thank you to all who came, for making this years Halloween. It was my favourite of all time– particular gratitude to all the new people I met for making me feel at home in my new home.
For those of you that couldn’t make it, I can only offer my pity. You should have been there.
As consolation, I’ll be doing it all again exactly two weeks later, for my birthday. And you’re invited.
BLACK FRIDAY XIII DAYS AFTER ALL SAINTS DAY, NOVEMBER MDCLXXXI ANNO DOMINI, WHILE THE DEMONS OF THE HALLOWS EVER WERE WALKING, AB VITA CON FIDES. NIHIL TIMORE, OMNES AMANDA.
Saturday 12th November, 730pm sharp at Chez Cocoon 8/56 Paradise Island, Paradise Island, QLD 4217
Dress is Formal attire, 18th Century
I, myself, will be in my usual black three piece suit with an Asian Collar, and my fangs proudly on display.
You, yourself, will be dressed to match– I was born on black Friday, so for christs sake try and work in with that.
In lieu of gifts or costume, you may supply Brandy or Foreign Currency. No worthless Australian Dollars please, Australian Pounds are acceptable.
The night begins with Champagne, Cognac and Cocktails. I will be mixing, so bring your favourite spirit, fruit or herb.
The evening will, after the exchange of witticisms and outlandish boasts, a poem or two performed by myself and, almost certainly a lengthy speech— after these formalities, the evening will then proceed at the leisure and comfort of yourself to a drop in at Bravo Pizza, the finest Pizza Joint on the Gold Coast, run by the most charming gentleman, Mr. Swan Kennedy. A local hero who I firmly beleive should run for Queensland State Parliament.
From thence a meal at Black Coffee Lyrics, where guests may partake of finest coffee in the city, Urbanspoon 4.5/5 stars. No doubt some number of us will need a pick-me-up, I certainly will. If you are so inclined, you might consider joining me in for an Old Fashioned, my favourite Brandy based Cocktail that I take with Mandarin and Cognac.
I may DJ a spell, depending on my mood and on that of Mr. K Whitehead the younger who is perhaps more keen to play the tunes than I am.
As the midnight hour approaches, and the ‘day’ of my ‘birth’ approaches, we will partying ’till dawn with Stretch on the decks at elsewhere.
There will also be obligatory pub jumping from elsewhere to Katsunori-san’s Kareoke Bar, Tune Up literally next door to elsewhere. I repeat this for emphasis: Kareoke is Obligatory.
And then between 3 and 4am, a special moment. The moment, that some 300 years ago I was born to unlife in this world, at the age of 30 years.
At that moment, but this year. A very special remix of a New Order song will be played, sometimes reffered to as BLOODRAVE, but which is actually called ‘Confusion’, that opened the film Blade. I may drop dead from sheer joy and bloodlust, or dance like only a vampire-dancer can.
BLACK FRIDAY XIII DAYS AFTER HALLOWE’EN, NOVEMBER MDCLXXXI ANNO DOMINI. WHILE THE DEMONS OF THE HALLOWS EVER WERE WALKING, AD MORTEM CON FIDES. NIHIL TIMORE, OMNES AMANDA.
… A glorious night …
An alarm sounds in the distant air
alerting me to something that hangs in the air.
Be not afraid says the gentleman before me
then like post traumatic shock, I cannot remember.
A space? no, not. A well sealed up spot?
Something I care not to remember.
I have not a clue where doth this rise forth
From some distant bygone o’er yonder
Click clack on the track, such an elegant chap
why such response, know not I,
yet I wonder…