Tags: music

-- All the myths are true

I ♥ everything really

NEIL GAIMAN IS THE BEST THING IN THE ENTIRE WORLD. How's that for cementing my gothness in a wonderfully cliche manner?

Just got back from Wellington and I lack the awesome to actually say anything of use about it. Except in very short and simple format:

Amanda Palmer concert on Friday night = MADE OF FUZZY WARM LOVE
(Even if there were some dickheads in the audience and she was tired it was still amazing, just as Amanda always is at her shows.)

Neil Gaiman talk and signing on Saturday = MADE OF FANGIRLISH GLEE AND HAPPY
(He is a god among not gods and I haven't been so excited about seeing/meeting someone for a very long time. And despite the book signing being almost four hours long he was utterly gracious and smiling the whole time.)

This sound installation at the City Gallery Wellington = MADE OF INCREDIBLE.
(In fact, if you reside in Wellington go to the gallery and check it out.)

Sweet Mother's Kitchen cafe = MADE OF CURLY FRIES WHICH ARE MADE OF PIG'S TAILS.
(Delicious, delicious New Orleans food and the mood there is just so warm.)

And now there is home and my own bed. Oh! Bliss!
BSG: The ending of another day

We'll drink a toast in the torture chamber

Alina introduced me to the music of Jill Tracy, who I can't really describe other than she's sort of eerie, and 40's-esque, and writes songs with lines like but, my dear, it's worth the pain/when you're pulling your insides out and makes it sound deliciously elegant and seductive. So pretty!

Clare is watching BSG and I am listening to (well, reading) her various excited sounds over MSN to the things happening. It's great fun!

Last night Ness brought over 'A Very Potter Musical', recorded directly from YouTube (oh, technology!) to show us and we all almost died at how adorable Voldemort and Quirrel were together because they were awesome best buds. It was quite entertaining. (And they could all sing well, as opposed to certain recent renditions of RENT that may have hurt my ears.)

After we dropped Ness home, we drove up the hills singing along to Amanda Palmer and once there I got to see Christchurch all spread out and lit up for the first time since I've lived here. (I've only ever been up there during the day - It's very pretty with all the sparkling nighttime lights.) We also got the watch the moon rise from there while we ate licorice all sorts. Pretty damn good night.

Jennifer! This is for you :)
|| EA: Low tide and high tea

The world is watching the death of a girl

Accommodation for Wellington is now booked and I am getting pretty damn excited about the fact that in a week I shall be on my way out to see Amanda Palmer playing. GLEE. Two other people from my extended social circle and going to be there as well, and who knows if there might be others? I think there might be a nice amount of post-AFP drinking going on. Which reminds me that I need to have another look at what bars in Wellington are good, as well as finding shops that might sell awesome gothy shoes and corsets. Alison needs a corset and Wellington must provide.

I have an idea for my Perversion Party outfit but I will require an underbust for it. Laura, you said you had one that might possibly fit me? I shall have to come around at some point before Wednesday and try it out. (This will require remembering how the hell to get to your house.)

Our broadband has gone over = :(
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LFOD Drinkies!

To celebrate the birth of the most lovelyerist Ness we will be holding a birthday drinkies for her here. HAVE SOME DETAILS, BITCHES!

What: Drinking and Merriment and probably birthday cake all for moment_of_sen
When: Friday, 20th Feb - (Show up before 8:30pm and I will cut you)
Where: The LFoD. If you don't actually know where that is yet we probably don't want you. ... Or maybe you just haven't been yet in which case ask, ask for the addy!

Later today I shall post CF photos, promise. But for now I will post YouTube videos I promised. Sadly they're all live recordings so they don't have pretty videos along with them and such. But Jason Webley is awesome anyway.

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Repo!: Giles will fuck you up

there must be a way out of here, said the joker to the thief

Even though I technically really couldn't afford it, I just ordered Who Killed Amanda Palmer? and the Repo! The Genetic Opera soundtrack from Amazon. I'm such a criminal usually when it comes to getting music but these two I just had to buy. Amanda said to buy it, and since she's usually so okay about people just downloading the Dresden Dolls stuff I figured it would be better to do as the lovely Miss Palmer tells me. She'd kick my arse.

And I had to buy Repo! because it deserves the support. Anything that gets it more mainstream attention is good. (And if people would stop only mention that it has That Hilton Creature in it, that would also be good. Damm reviewers.)

Although the uncool part is this: Delivery estimate: October 30, 2008 - November 20, 2008 Wat? Come on, Amazon! That's more than a month for items that you claim are in stock. Are you on crack? It's especially uncool since when we order stuff from Amazon.uk it generally arrives within the week. Lame. But I'll survive I have links to downloads until they arrive.
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By your powers combined....

New layout with gorgeous ladies! Mmmmm. Tis Cristina Scabbia of Lacuna Coil and Simone Simons of Epica, because I like my chick metal (It's also Renee and Scarlett from Darker London who are THE GREATEST PAIRING THAT NEVER HAPPENED! THEIRLOVEISSOBLOODYCOMPLICATED.) What can I say? I like the pretty!

I've only had about an hour of sleep and it's kinda freaking me out how awake I am...
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These are my friends...

I cannot stop listening to 'My Friends' from the Sweeney Todd soundtrack. I love it so very much. And since I'm in such a music mood I wanted to post some of the songs I've been listening to obsessively recently because they are gorgeous.

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Speaking of music, The Smashing Pumpkins are going to be in Christchurch.

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If I see Billy Corgan I'm going to strangle him with my ZERO shirt until he apologises profusely for destroying the memory of my favourite band.

Every band I want to see is far away and makes me sad and the one evil band I want to stay far far far from me is going to be in my city. The unfairness of this situation cannot be put into words >_< (Even worse is that Queens of the Stone Age is opening for them, a band I might have actually tried to go see were it not for bloody treacherous Corganhead.)