I mean, I love Victorian stuff, especially corsets, and having this... posse... this... Asylum for Wayward Victorian Girls... just... BLEW my mind when I first found out about it. (The Street Team/Newsletter is called the Bloomer Brigade).
Her songs are real dark most of the time, and have the Victorian/Old English feel to it that... you just don't hear everyday (save for in movies)
And her being absolutely drop dead gorgeous does add to her appeal, but for me, it's not the icing on the cake. It's how she brought this... subculture and dug it up. It's how she dresses, how she speaks, how she writes. It's how she has this ENTIRE world around her. Fans are called Muffins, the girls also in her "band" and in her theatrical shows are called "The Bloody Crumpets." Do I really need to say anything more?
Well, this blog she put on her MySpace simply made me think "That is fucking awesome." It made me laugh. I mean... Wow.
Here's an edited version on the blog. AKA, it has the important stuff on it.
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Dearest Muffins,
(Says stuff about wanting to get this out sooner)
(I really like this picture for the announcement. Click for normal size):
(Talks about saying this stuff on Twitter and it caused her website to shut down from traffic overload)
Just to up the ante, you do all realize that, if we don't in fact sell out every last venue on this country-wide major city (plus Mexico) tour, and in record time, that we will never be allowed to play outside of Europe ever again, yes? It's entirely true. It's taken this long, hasn't it? So, here we go: Go into iTunes or your Victorian equivalent and press play on your copy of Dominant. Playing? Good. Now listen:
It's up to you now, brave Muffins.
We are recruiting for the Asylum Army.
Our ranks are growing, and I need you marching behind me.
We have much work to do.
Go now.
Find the worthy and bring them into the fold.
Be not afraid of spreading the Plague, for our power grows in our numbers, and all may prove useful to us in the coming battle.
The Asylum needs you.
Can you hear the beat of our drums?
Can you hear the squeak of our rats?
Can you hear my voice?
JOIN US!
Ok, you can press stop now.
With Love & Bloody Crumpets from the Asylum for Wayward Victorian Girls, Block B, Cell W14, Inmate A,
EA
P.S.
The Plague: Get it. Feed it. Spread it. Sluts.
P.P.S.
The Asylum Army: Are You Committed?
P.P.P.S.
NYC, August, Central Park: Let's create the largest Tea Party in the history of the world. You in?
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What made this blog/announcement take the cake was that Emilie tells you to turn on her song "Dominant" (which is a completely instrumental song, a hybrid of strings, a little piano/keyboard or whatever, and some industrial/techno). And it FITS.
At times it's amazing to see how many people LIVE in these subcultures, you know?
If you don't know, go to a "Goth Fest" in Europe. Like... M'era Luna (in Germany). Dude... It's on the second weekend of August... and The Birthday Massacre is gonna play. I've decided that if I ever see them live, I will wear a black and white dress, or a black and red dress. It's... in their song "Happy Birthday"... yeah. =D
I know I'm weird at times. You have to embrace that weirdness to get through life in one piece at times. You can't always live straddling that line of normalness or average...ness. It just... kills you inside.
Labels: awesomeness, random
