
i had the opportunity to see several excellent bands sunday night– although i really don’t get out much to hear music anymore, this was an opportunity to listen to some music that i wouldn’t normally catch on my local classic rock station or on my favorite radio station (the whole family groans) npr (i listen to it constantly)– my step-son, joshua was interested in going and kathleen and i thought that it would be enjoyable so we picked up joshua and two of his buddies and headed out to the egg– the primary group that was playing (the head-liners) were the dresden dolls — i had heard the dresden dolls cd playing in the background several times when joshua visited and thought that they were a “cute” band– in hearing them on cd, they reminded me of the sparks, a group that i listened to in the early seventies during the glam-rock days, and the pictures of the two performers also complimented this view– i thought of their music as having a bit of a cabaret style–
the crowd–
when we got to the egg it was nice to see that a lot of the younger folk (kathleen and i had assumed that we would be the oldest members of the audience) were dressed for the occasion with make-up and outfits– in the waiting area inside, there were also fans doing performance art and there were face painters for anyone who hadn’t come pre-painted– i opted out as my mascara days are long gone by, but kathleen had her face done– we were pleasantly surprised also to see that we weren’t the only elders and definitely not the oldest–
the egg–
i had never (to my present knowledge) been to the egg before and although i found the whole building architecturally interesting i was surprised at how small the audience area was– it was about the same size of a large lecture hall at a college or university– we found our seats, and sat down and behaved like good folks do– the whole crowd appeared to be doing the same– amanda palmer of the dresden dolls commented on the arrangement later in the night, and i had to agree the seating arrangement led to a very polite and subdued audience–
the bands–
when we first sat down i saw that on stage was an upright bass and an acoustic guitar along with a drum set and a keyboard– i whispered to kathleen that the first act was probably more acoustic and folksy– then the reverend glasseye was introduced–

i spent the next fifteen or so minutes giggling insanely to myself– definitely a kick ass band– they started hard and fast and kept going until the end– incredible group– i only understood every 20th word that adam glasseye sang but hey, i’m getting old– right? i thought the group was fantastic and reminiscent of captain beefheart, the fugs and tom rapp and the pearls before swine, musically and spiritually–
kathleen wasn’t as enthusiastic about the group but i felt that they were the perfect opening act for the trilogy of acts and they could easily stand on their own–

the next group golem was more to kathleen’s liking but less to mine– this also was an excellent group with great musicians who knew their stuff– the music was announced as eastern european and the language was foreign to me– i would think that for those of us that were still rocking with the reverend glasseye, golem was a bit more conventional and reserved but for many that were scared senseless by the reverend, golem was a good re-connection with the mother earth– the performers in the group were excellent, as were both of the lead vocalists–

the dresden dolls– okay, do you remember the comment i made about their cute little song? uh-huh . . . anyone who has had the opportunity to see this duo knows that this is an excellent act that could play the largest stadiums and blow the crowd away– amanda palmer, the lead vocalist and keyboard player comes across as a performer that is doing more to the keyboard then playing it– to me it appeared to be much more personal, bordering on an intense sexual experience– and of course she was doing this for our enjoyment as well– brian viglione, the drummer, guitarist and back-up vocalist compliments amanda step for step– brian also appeared to be having an extremely personal relationship with his drums–
the two performers are on opposite sides of the stage in approximately the same position and their performance is an ongoing dance accompanied by the keyboard and the drums tribal pounding, amanda appearing to be pounding the keyboard and brian pounding relentlessly on the drums– and it all is done perfectly, in unison– the simple act of amanda reaching over to get a drink was accompanied by her fingers moving from one piece to the next on the keyboard– brian’s drumsticks flew several times to the audience who reached to grab them and when i looked to brian he hadn’t missed a beat and he again had two drumsticks in his hands– this duo has done their homework and they appear to know each other intimately as performers–
having studied music for many years and having been raised in a musical environment, by the end of the first piece the name bertolt brecht was bouncing back and forth in my brain– if i only would have noticed the name on amanda’s keyboard it would have all clicked sooner– but when brian came out from behind the drums to play the guitar and amanda came out to sing everything became much clearer– amanda introduced the song “amsterdam” by jacques brel– i thought i had died and gone to heaven–
if you haven’t seen them– see them– if you haven’t heard them, then listen– none of their music is “cute”– their music and the music they perform is full of life– not just the pretty side, the ugly underbelly too is shown– and it is shown in a way that the viewer has to either run and hide or continue watching and laugh out loud while wiping away a tear–