"Gravity plays favorites. I know because I saw. Honest to God, officer, it's awful. Down at work, I'm getting too familiar with the floor, trading in my talents by the mouthful. Hate to break it to you, but it's out of my control. Forces go to work while we are sleeping."
-the Dresden Dolls, Gravity
Those were the first notes roared from her lips. If songbirds could growl and be lions, if half an angel was crying in the dirt... Amanda Palmer's voice tears me utterly apart.
And he crashes his soul into those drums. He does. He makes contorted joyous angry miming faces and turns his body to a doll. He becomes an entity of flashing teeth and red red lips and flying dripping hair and brutal sticks. I gave Brian Viglione oatmeal cookies for his birthday. (With my duckies Kristin and Lori, of course.)
I endured ten hours in a car for this show (Clifton Park is slightly north of Albany), and it was well worth it. I nearly cried, I nearly came, I nearly fainted. Somewhere in there my heart broke and fastened itself together in new ways. And oh yeah, they covered David Bowie. Seriously kids, if you ever, ever get a chance to see the Dresden Dolls live, do so.
Now I need to write a bazillion pages for Government.
PS: Lori took lots of pictures!
Posted by samantha at May 15, 2005 08:41 PMclifton park! 'twas it at northern lights? i was there, too! (not for the same show...but still...swr/vagrant power-ness all the way.)~DG :-)
Posted by: Dianagallagher at May 18, 2005 01:23 PMit was! crazy!
Posted by: samm at May 19, 2005 05:57 PM