If you’ve never had the chance to wave your freak flag during a Purgatory event at Amos’ Southend, this is your last chance to attend the party at its longtime location, which will soon close its doors for good.
So party like it’s the end of the world -- because, you know, it could be. Purgatory’s annual anti-Valentine is all about fetish and cosplay, and this one is is no exception. Forget the gently whispering of sweet nothings in your truelove’s ear — this is where you don your leather, latex and lingerie for sweat-inducing dance and performances to the mayhem of DJs Triskyl and Spider, caberet from Wolfling, pole dancing by Karol Helms, a full fetish marketplace and much more such debauchery.
So, dress that sweet thing up in latex and lick charge up the whip cream cannister. This ain’t no Hallmark card Valentine event. As the Blue Oyster Cult boys in black leather once growled (behind lots of cowbell, of course), “This ain’t the garden of Eden / There ain’t no angels above / And things ain’t like they used to be / And this ain’t the summer of love.”