The media lost interest. Of the once myriad Goth zines, only a few are still around. But Goth remains today what it was created to be a decade ago-the private sanctuary of a few tortured souls. Change is grouchy in the scene. Novelty is unacceptable.
Fashion is turgid.
Memory is collective. The Goth kids want the classics, the ones they don't remember. They want This Mortal Coil and the Cocteau Twins. They want Death in June or the Virgin Prunes-newer bands, but somehow they've passed the secret test. Shown their death certificates maybe.