Millennium Gothic is a memoir of dysfunctional teenage youth on the Birmingham goth scene, at the height of the buzzing y2k era. Woven through the clove smoke, blacklight and chartreuse are tales of self loathing, anorexia, the birth of the ‘pro ana’ scene, innocently reckless Ecstasy experiences, and above all, my first love, Ash, who lived through so much school-yard hell, he came within a hair’s breadth of becoming the first British school shooter, only to be saved at the eleventh hour by the psychic predictions of his soon-to-be-dead father.
Bound by love, madness, and so much spilled blood, Ash and I shared everything, moving in together at just sixteen years old...but there was one thing, one giant secret, Fate never granted me the time to tell him. So here they are, those secrets, dusted with cheap amphetamines, heavy with regret, and wrapped up in the fading afterglow of a thousand neon midnights:
I loved this book for its nostalgia and the flow of the writing. Never a dull moment, but there was some very real subject matter where I had to take a breather and take my time with a few chapters about half way in. Anyone who loves Y2K nostalgia and/ or goth subculture should read this book!