Dresden Dolls Show
September 16th 2006 04:05
I went to the Dresden Dolls show last night in Brisbane and part of my exploded head is still missing - absolute awesomeness.
The Dresden Dolls shows are famous for their famous Brigading - the name given for performing audience members performing pre-show. I have to admit, I had high expectations. Freaks everywhere, just doing their own crazy shit, rocking out like nothing else.
It was nothing like I expected. Not a single impromptu performance in sight - a casual air of uncertainty before it all started. My own shebang, mask and burned manuscript for a ‘failed author’, character stayed in my bag (eventually stuck on top a table as a temporary artwork - disappeared by the end of the night).
Now this isn’t to say anything of the performance - it was as good as you could imagine - the way in which that stage just let people break loose and spill their brains and passion was incredible. Tiny flashes, Jason Webley blasting out Hey Ya on piano accordion, Amanda spitting her beer out over the audience, Red Paintings crazed Oriental style violinist reciting Alice In Wonderland. But maybe I was looking for something else that wasn’t really there. I dunno.
Then again, what was I looking for? An alternative vibe? A zest for shooting down the mainstream? Looking back, it might not look quite how I thought it would, but it was there. And it was something insanely awesome.
Coin Operated E-mail
The Dresden Dolls shows are famous for their famous Brigading - the name given for performing audience members performing pre-show. I have to admit, I had high expectations. Freaks everywhere, just doing their own crazy shit, rocking out like nothing else.
It was nothing like I expected. Not a single impromptu performance in sight - a casual air of uncertainty before it all started. My own shebang, mask and burned manuscript for a ‘failed author’, character stayed in my bag (eventually stuck on top a table as a temporary artwork - disappeared by the end of the night).
Now this isn’t to say anything of the performance - it was as good as you could imagine - the way in which that stage just let people break loose and spill their brains and passion was incredible. Tiny flashes, Jason Webley blasting out Hey Ya on piano accordion, Amanda spitting her beer out over the audience, Red Paintings crazed Oriental style violinist reciting Alice In Wonderland. But maybe I was looking for something else that wasn’t really there. I dunno.
Then again, what was I looking for? An alternative vibe? A zest for shooting down the mainstream? Looking back, it might not look quite how I thought it would, but it was there. And it was something insanely awesome.
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