Which recording artist has the finest web log? Piece of cake: that’s Amanda Palmer, of the Dresden Dolls. It’s funny, passionate, neurotic, gossipy, breathless, profane, long-winded, and in the end, touching. For a sample, try this recent entry:
i had a poster of brian setzer above my bed that i ritualistically HAD to KISS before going to bed every night.
this drove my mother crazy. i think she preferred it when i had to ritualistically arrange my stuffed animals.
she said she liked their music but did not like their outfits.
i did not care. i was eight. i wanted to marry brian setzer. he would understand me.
he was, of course, later to be ousted by prince…then george michael (who knew he was gay back then? i sure didn’t), then robert smith…then it gets too dangerous and i have to stop.
before i forget, i’m PLAYING COACHELLA this april.
yes yes yes! some of the other people on the bill are FUCKING ROBERT SMITH (i die, and i’ll finally tell him we were supposed to get married a WHILE ago), LEONARD COHEN (i die, no words for that), MORRISSEY (i kind of die, but in a sarcastic kind of way), MY BLOODY VALENTINE (die die die die die, don’t forget earplugs), CONOR OBERST (i wither, note to self: don’t drink so much this time and keep clothes on), HENRY ROLLINS (hug reprise please?), AMY WINEHOUSE (she can have my drinks, maybe she’ll attack conor in my stead), ANTONY & THE JOHNSONS (always sublime, the new record is great, by the way) and the YEAH YEAH YEAHS (karen o and AFP celebrity death match, go!)….and many many amazing others…beirut, the killers, drive-by truckers, throbbing gristle (!!!!!), public enemy….it’s going to be INSANE. we should do something fucked up. i’ll think about it. naked parade? naked blindfolded parade? should i finally do a set blindfolded? eh…
we can do better than that. hit me with ideas. it’s the DESERT. there are no police. we can get jiggy.
Fired up? Ready to go? Guilty as charged.
