Before I get to updating you on the Dresden Dolls show and the Dirty Business Brigade stuff, I want to lead in with a bit on the Stendhal Syndrome. Bare with me. It all ties in.
It’s defined as is a psychosomatic illness that causes rapid heartbeat, dizziness, confusion and even hallucinations when an individual is exposed to art, usually when the art is particularly ‘beautiful’ or a large amount of art is in a single place. The term can also be used to describe a similar reaction to a surfeit of choice in other circumstances, e.g. when confronted with immense beauty in the natural world. (Wikipedia)
Okay, I have experienced what could be classified as Stendhal Syndrome numerous times. For example, at the Chicago Art Institute, I began to see rapidly flashing images and felt dizzy and we had to leave. It was like art overload. Also, when I go to live performances like concerts or plays, I frequently tear up and feel breathless particularly at the opening of a show. I’m just moved, you know?
I decided to use this subject as a comic a month or so ago but never got around to it. I used it tonight because the Dresden Dolls show definitely gave me Stendhal Syndrome, if you want to call it that. I kept literally having flashbacks of small snippets of the concert and was generally so over the moon happy and full of energy for the following two days. And incredibly inspired. Wow.
The thing is I can also feel these ‘symptoms’ in other realms too. Immense beauty can be found in other humans, nature, etc. Lots of things make me woozy. Wee!
I think that if we move in this world with our hearts or spirits instead of our heads we are more apt to experience things on a deeper level. It’s that simple. The thing is, in this world, those that live in the spirit are often labeled. “Oh, she’s weeping at a painting, let’s slap a label on her.” “Wow, she’s claiming to have flashbacks of the Dresden Dolls concert? Must be something wrong with her.” F*ck that. It’s absurd. ‘Nuff said.
So yeah, the concert was unbelievable. Brigading was way more fun than I could possibly imagine. Jimmy Morey (trumpet) and Eddie Rosicky (guitar, singer) of Lounge Cat were amazing. They played kinda dark New Orleansy blues and stuff. The Dresden Dolls singer, Amanda Palmer even mentioned how awesome they were during the concert. How cool is that? If any one has any pictures of the guys please send them my way. Some how we managed to not take any pics of them playing. 🙁 calanATgingerdeadDOTcom
If you are local (Tampa/St. Pete, FL) and want to see Lounge Cat, they are playing the Martini Bar in Baywalk on 1.25.08. Details here. This is a great opportunity to stalk me too because I’m most likely going to be there. 😉
There was also a troupe of belly dancers and a big Octopus groom handing out gummy octopi. I passed out double sided GingerDead comic post cards and met a ton of cool people including (zomg!) Amanda herself. She was cool enough to hang out after the show and sign stuff and actually knew about my comic and told me they were linking to it over at their official forum (The Shadow Box). I might be a long way from being a teenager, but I felt a tad like a giddy one leaving there. I even had her sign my postcard because, idk, why not?
Here’s a short Reax article on the actual show complete with playlist. Plus, there are a few video snippets. Sort of like sharing my hallucinations with you. Hugs!
As promised, here are some pics.
On the way to the show…taken in the passenger side mirror
Jimmy had to drive because all my crinoline made it hard to steer. 😛 Notice the little Ennui head on my strap…I used them as bow accents all over the outfit.
We’re too sexy to brigade!
I made Jim’s mask out of bits of scrap leather. yum!
Brigading must have been even more fun than I remember. I look like a mental patient. HooO!
A basket of Dirty Business…
Finally! The Dresden Dolls….
Okay, get ready to jump my shit again. But, here we are back at Tampa Theater. Remember the last time I went there and got the orb picture? Well, Jim takes at least 20 pictures a day. He’s a camera junkie. A lot of his pics are taken in dark music venues because he’s a musician. No orbs…ever..not until he took pics at Tampa theater. I know they don’t prove anything. I watch Ghost Hunters too. Haha. So save it. I just think it’s interesting, okay?!
I had to shrink these pictures to fit on this site so it’s hard to see, but they are on my FlickR larger. I’m not claiming to know what the hell orbs really are, but I feel dust is a lame answer. Maybe it has something to do with energy. The energy at that show was incredible. Sometimes, I just held my palms out and sort of sucked it in.
Anyway, Amanda Palmer is apparently an orb magnet. Hell, who can blame the little buggers. Her raw passion is something to behold. Incredibly sexy. Powerful. Amazing.
Okay, so here’s Amanda with orbs or cooties or something. Let me link you to direct to it larger on FLickR where you can really see them.
There’s a wee orb trying to sniff her armpit in this next one.
I absolutely love this picture of Amanda. Happy accidents rock.
After the show, we went for tacos and I met this handsome guy. Molestation ensued.
Driving home admiring my ghetto garter – it’s made from a shirt sleeve!
Big thanks goes to Lary, the Dirty Business Brigader who invited me to brigade to begin with. Also, to Katie Kay who was managing the show and treated us brigaders so awesome. Finally, of course the Dresden Dolls who rocked my world and gave me a psychosomatic illness! That’s almost as good as catching an STD from Amanda or Brian or, better yet, Amanda AND Brian. *swoons*
That’s all folks. See you next week.