In my world, there are pianos and drums everywhere
I've been listening to what I can get my hands on of The Dresden Dolls most of the day and feel like I’ve stumbled onto a well kept secret. It's not unlike finding bondage mags from the 1940's in my grandmother's closet. (Well, ok, that never happened, but it's like the feeling I imagine I would have had if I had found bondage mags from the 1940's in my grandmother's closet. No, really. Stop laughing!) The point is, it seems so utterly preposterous on first glance that I could have known anything, but then seems so utterly preposterous that I did not.
At any rate, this is all by way of saying that I wish I could bring myself to go to their cd release ball tonight. Unfortunately, I feel like a hopeless outsider, an interloper in a world that’s existed but I've not been part of.
Being A little melodramatic, am I? Absolutely... I have nothing to wear. ;P
Enjoy your weekend, folks. May you be free of the crazies.
