I am officially the messiest person I know.
Especially when it comes to hair dye.
I am re-doing my roots, so that means fresh black and red hair for me – and hands, ears, neck, face, bathroom too. Lovely, fresh, sexy red and black dye EVERYWHERE. I’ve tried all the cunning ruses, like using vaseline around the hair-line, and yes, even wearing the gloves provided in the boxes, but still, I end up looking like a human canvass 
At least my hair looks ace
Hello lovelies 
I am currently representing the Slytherin House in ICELAND!!
It is bloody freezing. Actually, it is 17 below zero
This keyboard is rather lovely and odd – I can type æ and Æ and Þ and Ð and Ö and there´s no “at” sign that I can find, so that´s going to make checking email a bit tough, hehe.
It´s overwhelmingly amazing and breathtakingly beatiful here. It´s like a cross between how I imagine the surface of the moon to look, and Middle Earth. The people are wonderful and everything is really expensive. But I love it. There will be many photos and stories when I get back!
Love and snow angels xxxxx
The Dresden Dolls gig at the Roundhouse in Camden was truly unlike any other gig I have ever been to.
I’m not even sure I could describe it as a gig, to be honest, given the amount of extra entertainment going on all around us between the support acts (who, although their names escape me – I’m rubbish, I know – were terrific) and the mad, heady atmosphere in the building as the venue filled up and more and more unusual things started to happen – but I’m getting ahead of myself here, I’ll go back to the beginning and start again. Are we sitting comfortably? Then I shall begin.
The Associate and I arrived at The Roundhouse at about 6.15 on Saturday afternoon, and already there was a sizeable group of colourful individuals queuing to get in. By the time the doors opened, the number was HUGE, and we had been entertained by a harlequin giving us sweets from a top hat and a hot-pink bride asking us to throw rice over her for good luck. As we were let in, gorgeous people in very little clothing snaked their way through the crowd and I got eyed-up and purred at by a devastating blonde in a red-corset. As we went down the steps I almost exploded with joy as Amanda came out with a camera following her and I spluttered “Omg, it’s HER!!” at The Associate and almost fainted like a complete fangirl as she walked right passed me.
I’d never been to the Roundhouse before, but man, it’s amazing. It’s round, as it’s name suggests, and enormous – but a great place to see any band as the accoustics are fab and there’s loads of room even when it’s full to capacity.
As we walked into the Main Space, two brightly made-up boys offered us pink roses which we gladly accepted as we skipped inside – it was like being a kid again, in a toy-shop or something equally wonderful. The main stage in front of us and on either side two smaller stages with madness unfolding – contortionists, magic tricks, acrobats, mimes, and beautiful, beautiful people everywhere. I think my favourite had to be this young lady, who spent most of her time gliding through the throng and dancing like a ballerina:
Isn’t she something?
The Associate and I didn’t really know where to look most of the time, running from one thing to the other, squealing and taking photos, being accosted by a girl who asked us to write our confessions down for her (and no, I’m not telling what mine was), and watching the support acts as they amazed us. We were treated to a man with an afro who made music with household objects called Sxip Shirley, and another man with an afro who shouted at us through a loud-hailer. Honestly, it was better than it sounds And there was the sexy asian lady, mistress of ceremonies, who performed a burlesque strip-tease to reveal not only SIX breasts with nipple tassles, but a WILLY too!
And then, then, it was time. At 9pm the illustrious, sexy and downright wonderful Dresden Dolls made their entrance to the stage. I think I might have actually cried a little bit as they launched into cracking song after song, doing all my favourites, each one accompanied by something amazing courtesy of the Dirty Business Brigade UK (and apparently, some of the German one too!). Brian lost his top early on and we got to gaze upon his naked chest for the rest of the gig, and Amanda was wearing the hottest frilly knickers I’ve ever laid eyes on:
And here they are again with someone from the Legendary Pink Dots (who supported them too), performing “Missed Me”
And finally – here’s me at the tube station after the gig, with Brittonito and my pink rose
There was this incredible moment towards the end, just before the encore, where hundreds of sparklers were lit across the room, during “SING” and the whole audience sang along, voices lifted in chorus together – to a man everyone was joining in, it went on and on and on, it felt as though the rafters of the Roundhouse were reverberating with the notes…it was breathtaking…
“There is this thing that’s like touching except you don’t touch
Back in the day it just went without saying at all
All the world’s history gradually dying of shock
There is thing that’s like talking except you don’t talk
You sing
You sing
Sing for the bartender sing for the janitor sing
Sing for the cameras sing for the animals sing
Sing for the children shooting the children sing
Sing for the teachers who told you that you couldn’t sing
Just sing
There is thing keeping everyone’s lungs and lips locked
It is called fear and it’s seeing a great renaissance
After the show you can not sing wherever you want
But for now let’s just pretend we’re all gonna get bombed
So sing
Sing cause its obvious sing for the astronauts sing
Sing for the president sing for the terrorists sing
Sing for the soccer team sing for the janjaweed sing
Sing for the kid with the phone who refuses to sing
Just sing!
Life is no cabaret
We don’t care what you say!
We’re inviting you anyway!
You motherfuckers you’ll sing someday…
You motherfuckers you’ll sing someday…
You motherfuckers you’ll sing someday…”
Verdict = absolutely fucking amazing.
And the best thing? The whole show was filmed for their up-coming DVD, so I can relive some of the magic again
The Dresden Dolls = Love
…I’m inviting you anyway…
Tomorrow, ladies and gentlemen, boys and babydolls, I will be gadding about Camden Town in my best and most bizarre black and white outfit, clutching a small black teddy with a big mouth and an even smaller Grito with an even bigger heart, wearing a top hat and white face paint, arm in arm with the Associate, for tomorrow….I am going to see…
The Dresden Dolls!!
This calls for much wooting and joyful leaping
*WOOT*
*LEAP*
And relax
