The Dresden Dolls put on a fun show. Amanda Palmer seems hugely ambitious, as well as neurotically self-conscious, but the progression from the first to the second album does a great job of moving from her lifetime archive of personal songs to some pretty good songwriting.
Yeah, an “aerialist” as warm-up act. (Between support and main.) The audience loved this, especially as we saw that it was turning into something far more impressive than some lass in a leotard shimmying up and down the curtains.
Sat at either side of the stage, and with a fairly nuanced dynamic.
Brian Viglione’s a fantastic drummer. Obviously there’s the frenetic rhythm-keeping, but he’s also in on the caberet aspect with some neat gurning and reacting to Amanda. And a bowler hat (not pictured).
Amanda pretty much kept to her seat. (No dancing?)
T-shirt says “Die, Hipster Scum!” (“Hipster” costume?)