I'm sorry again, but I bring gifts?

Darlings, my sweet sweet darlings, I am terribly sorry about the wait. [that's if anyone can be bothered to read my spontaneous blogging in this god forsaken world.]

You may well ask how is the asylum doing at the moment, for we have not heard any news in months and to speak plainly, didn't know whether you were dead or alive. Well my Dolls i am neither dead nor alive, I am just in a state of being. The asylum i must admit has been quite eventful, and also rather a bore. Christmas has been and fled, the new year is well on its way to getting its coat and leaving, but yet i sit here in an asylum typing away with snow outside. Peculiar? defiantly. I say the world has gone mad. However, the inmates all have to be kept inside, for the teachers whom give them regular lessons in insanity cannot make it to the institution [in English: school has been canceled for tomorrow]. Indeed, my dears, its going to be a frightful bore. Snow does nothing for me, as i do for it. It makes the place pretty on the eye and that is it. However it makes life uneasy for me, a disruption in the routine is bad enough but to have nothing to do, nothing to fill my mind throughout the day; nothing to inspire, to learn or create. Nothing can make the day go more slowly. Though i might just introduce you to some antidotes to this insanity.

I have a brilliant band that are new to my ears; SKINDRED.
They are a fantastic fusion of Reggae Punk and Metal. Probably one of the first Rapping bands that I have truly loved and one that manages to blend it so perfectly with some screamo and heavy guitar. After only listening to them for ooh about 3 weeks I am madly in love with their sound. Mind, this was love at first hearing. Forming in 1998 with 2 albums out "Babylon" and "Roots Rock Riot" there is a brilliant vibe to their music. There is another reason to why I like them, not only are all their songs very catchy (which in a metal genre is quite hard to do) but not too many of them are about love which is what most songs seem to be about most days, Skindred like to sing about their music, World state and life in general. With songs like "Rude Boy For Life" it talks about how being hard is not the answer. "if you Rude Boy For Life, Always running in to worries and to strife, Rude boy for life, always running on the edge of a knife" (also an extreamly catchy song... I only need to listen to it once and it stuck... forever.) With some bands you just don't get the feel for them, however its amazing how much passion this band can put in to one of their songs. I haven't seen them live but I would love too, they won the Kerrang Best Live Band award and have toured with the likes of Flogging Molly, Gogol Bordello and are going to play at Hammerfest in April. I have to say my favourite songs at the moment (for they are changing all the time the more I listen) "Pressure" "Trouble" & "State Of Emergency" which all have amazing vocals from Benji Webb and the guitar parts are particularly exquisite. As I listen more, the mix of genres becomes more and more addictive, but with better highs than any drug could offer. This is one of those bands whom i would absolutely love to see live, you can just imagine the whole ground shaking from the thump of the bass and the crowed just willing to have a good time. Pure heaven on the ears and it makes my heart jump every time I hear them. (I have now listen to them so much that I know all of their songs from the first 5 seconds...)
This band however didn't form out of nothing, the lead singer Benji Webbe's previous band, Dub War, released one album however rehearsals for a new project featuring other Dub War veterans didn't work out, but soon Webbe had hooked up with bassist Daniel Pugsley, guitarist Mikey Dee, and drummer Dirty Arya, and Skindred was officially born. Something positive out of something sad. Dub War has a similar sound to Skindred, though less reggae, and are just as brilliant. Its sad that they split up, but if they hadn't then we wouldn't have this brilliant band that is here today. Seriously CHECK THEM OUT. [their myspaz]

Now now, my dears I'm sure you remember i mentioned Kerrang in the paragraphs above, well i went to the Kerrang Relentless tour. Yes the asylum had another outing, the doctors are being very generous of late i must say. It was brilliant. There were 5 bands touring and having heard only one of them before (on CD and Live) i think i will give you my opinion.

1. In case Of Fire
2. Black Tide
3. Dir En Grey
4. Bring Me The Horizon
5. Mindless Self Indulgence

Unfortunately, or fortunately which ever way you want to look at it we arrived half way through the set of In case of Fire. However what I heard from that second half of the set i wasn't too impressed with. Now, I will give them credit, the guitarists were quite good. However it ether wasn't their day or they had manage to play all their good songs first. The vocalist was very shaky and the vibe in the room just wasn't pumping.
Black Tide where good. They managed to get the crowd pumping and a good vibe going throughout the club. However they weren't as impressive as some of the other bands, but weren't the worst ether.
Dir En Grey, I got home and looked them up straight away. I loved them. Even though they are Japanese so no one knew any of their lyrics they were by far one of the better bands playing. They are much better live than they are recorded. The lead singer is very theatrical and had an amazing voice, that was one of the main points. Also they had some amazing guitar solos in the middle of their songs which were perfect for head banging too. They were probably the heaviest band there but they got everyone jumping.
Bring Me The Horizon. where do I start? actually i need to re phrase that, where is there to start? Ollie Sykes screaming his head off, showing no vocal talent at all, the guitarists headbanging and i swear they were forgetting to play the chords. And as for the drummer, well, i think he was the best out of the whole band, considering that was all you could hear. They where the reason for all the stuck up kids that were there with the BMTH T-shirts that don't know the moshing metal code. Yes, they don't know it, but more about that later.
Mindless Self Indulgence, or MSI for short. Oh My Gosh. i really don't knwo where to start with these. They are absolutely amazing. Their gigs have always been very entertaining and despite loosing Lyn-z (thanks Gerard Way, prick) they were still as good as ever. Jimmy, i swear i don't know how he sings that fast, he is just brilliant. He doesn't have the best of vocals, but being a punk-ish band vocals aren't that important and it suits their songs. Jimmy stripped on stage for us again, while giving us a preview for their next single. It was just brilliant. The energy in the room hit the roof, everyone was jumping and singing (even if they didn't know the words.) These by far were the best in the tour.

Metal Moshers Code:

1. Always help people up if they fall over
2. Always say thanks if someone helps you up
3. Never involve people who don't want to be in it
4. Protect those whom don't want to be in it

Quite simple really, logical and good manners. So why is it that BMTH fans can't follow this simple code? The reason i am saying this is because my friend was in a mosh pit, he helped a guy up then the guy went and smacked him round the face. Guess what t-shirt he was wearing? yep you got it, BMTH.

Anyhow enough of me complaining, I have some very VERY VERY exciting news. Amanda Palmer is coming to London (Electric Ballroom, Camden) on Wednesday. This Wednesday. February the 4th to be precise. AND I HAVE TICKETS. Oh my gosh its going to be amazing. Now for those whom don't know who Amanda Palmer is, she is the lead singer of 'The Dresden Dolls' on her solo tour with her debut album 'Who Killed Amanda Palmer'. WKAP is a great CD with many a brilliant track, produced with Ben Folds. AP has a different sound to TDD in that she is slightly softer and there are more instruments in her solo stuff. Its an AMAZING album and i really really really can't wait to go and see her live!

Well My Darlings, I hope that has satisfied your greedy little minds. I'm going off to ask for more sedatives until Wednesday, I think I will need them. I hope you bode well in the Asylums and I hope to catch up soon,
Your Insanity

XxX

P.s. I Love You.

The Asylum Gets An Outing!

Mourning My Darlings!

3 Months is too long I am so sorry my darlings, you should not go through that. Gahh So much, so so much, yet so little, oh so little time. With this snatchlet of time my darling, oh yes my darlings, I would like to recount to you the many outings that the asylum has had. which have obviously had effect on the clear sanity of ones mind, thus throwing one in to a emotional roller coaster if I may say so myself. 'Tis now 5am in the morning so you will have to 'scuse some of my grammar and technical English language as I type like a mad man on speed. Ahhhhh my brain, so much to write, so little brain space.

Indeed it is true, the asylum got an outing well few but lets start at the beginning. See what happens if you are nice to the doctors? Well, speaking of doctors... I had the chance to go and see David Tennant play Hamlet at the RSC. My first proper Shaggspeare play, I have been to see some of the RSC shaggspeare musicals. However, I must say that the whole play was mentally astounding, I was on the edge of my seat for most of it. The actors, Oh the actors. Find me a way to get on a stage like them and I will take it. Even if it entails murder and sanity. Aha! well maybe that's how I shall get on the stage. MURDER. Of course this would end up in the murder of me and no one else (fore it is widely known that I die in most plays I'm in.)But how will I make them see? how how? damb school scuppers all my roles my typecasting me. I can shout; I get it. Bitches. To hell with them. anyhow, I thought David Tennant in the role of hamlet was amazing, his madness scenes I could relate to.. well very near enough anyway. The girl... yes her, whom played Ophelia , wait for it, Maria Gale, brilliant. Perfect:

"There's rosemary, that's for remembrance; pray, love, remember: and there is pansies. that's for thoughts. [To King.]There's fennel for you, and columbines. [To Queen.] There's rue for you; and here's some for me: we may call it herb of grace a' Sundays. You may wear your rue with a difference. There's a daisy. I would give you some violets, but they withered all when my father died. They say he made a good end— "Act 4 Scene 5.

'Tis true I will have to remember that quote. Anyway back to the Hamlet outing. I found Patrick Stewart's performance rather disappointing. Alas him being trained as a classical actor rather hindered his performance. How ever the experience was mind blowing, to see some of Britain's best actors on stage in front of me.


Moving on to another outing I have been too. Yes My darling the time has come and gone and I loved it wildly. Oh my life it was, indescribable, unexplainable, Ecstasy. Truly a pinnacle point for the asylum. Well being Miss Autumn's Gate tour we were allowed glimpses of her asylum, whom are in it, why and what is happening. Well, Well, they played the most beautiful peaces. When I say they, I do mean Miss Emilie and her Bloody Crumpets. Yes, New Crumpets! The rumours are true my darlings, unfortunately this means that some of the other crumpets weren't there. Miss Maggot was the newest companion, a brilliant act of madness. She is a darling pirate, who try's to make everyone walk the plank or into her cutlass. The gig was brilliant though. She sang extremely well that evening and some of my favourite songs too. The Art Of Suicide was brilliantly dramatized by the crumpets, as was Manic Depression on of my favourites of EA’s own composed violin shredders (‘tis my ring tone.) It was beautiful, to the point of crying, but alas I didn’t fore it would have ruined my makeup.

Oh and also I forgot a most fabulous thing, well except for Emilie of course. The Costumes! they were amazing, Miss maggot as you can see, has a very inspirational costume. Being a pirate, she carries a sword to her side and wears a darling pirate hat, her corset is laced tightly and her striped stocking with bloomers and a garter belt. Her bright orange hair just finishes off the outfit. Now, to Emilie’s outfits; she had 3. The first, and most glitzy is her mouse one. Grey stockings, grey hot pants with lots of lace and frills may I add, attached to the hot pants there was a mouse tail wrapped in bandages (poor poor mouse). Then the corset, and what a corset! Grey diamante, white boning with a white heart. I don’t think this was laced too tight though, otherwise Madam Emilie wouldn't have sounded so lovely. Protruding from the corset was a grey lacy top, with a high collar and open front this was sleeveless, but to combat the cold (not that it was cold in there, but it was cold outside) She had a beautiful pair of gauntlets, grey of course to carry on the theme but also with a shredded effect on the cuffs. And then to finish this outfit off, she had a pair of darling mouse ears attached to that bright pink mane of hers. Her third outfit, a cute nightgown that reached to the middle of her thigh, there was some slight tares to the garment, but it all added to the effect. [=

Notice: I hope you all have been watching the very educational series “Stephen Fry In America” indeed it is the last episode on Sunday at 9pm BBC 1. Ahhhhh, and soon he will be doing “Last Chance To See” he is filming now and you can see what he has been up too on Afrycam

Well, well, thank you for reading about my outings my darlings. Maybe if we are good the Doctors will let us out… Or they will think it’s just a ploy to make them think that we are being good, so our efforts don’t get recognised the way in which we wish them to be interpreted. This leaves a lot to be desired… in whether we should put the effort in or not. Anyhow, as a buzzing busy bee I have been, I have to get on with coursework and grease rehearsals and such, so sorry if you don’t hear from me in a while. We will also be speaking when I am a year older. 16 enables you to do such a lot, Maybe I will have privileges in the Asylum? whom will know, well the doctors will of course.

I give what I can of my heart to you.

XxX

More, More, More...

Mourning my darlings,

First of all I would like to say how sorry I am on not blogging in a while, it has been slightly hectic. Well hectic in a non hectic way... if you would like to catch my wave. Well I have been wondering what to write in this blog, being stuck for ideas. Me! Stuck! Well it happens sometimes, and I should have lots of ideas seen as it's the summer holidays. Hmm... well I have achieved a lot recently, so I thought why not write about that. So this is what has happened at My Asylum recently. Unfortunately that might be a tad boring so I'm going to write about something else as well (skip the next paragraph if you don't want to hear about me).


The first thing I decided to do was make a skirt. It's a full length black skirt made from bed sheet material (WARNING: stand with a light behind you e.g. sun it becomes slightly see-through.) I used one of those dress making patterns, where you get the stencil and just have to cut it out, all the measuring is done for you. I think it turned out pretty well. That had not satisfied my creativity though, so I set my sights on designing 2 tank tops. (I think more leeches are needed) So buying 2 cheep white tank tops from Tescos, I set about on them with my black marker pen. Oh the joys one can have from black marker pen. My first one exclaims on the front that I am a "Wayward Victorian Girl" while on the back it very rightly says "The Asylum Is My Home" very fitting. My other top comments on "The Poisoned Tea-Party" and on the back "Are You Suffering?" Which could quite possible be one of the best quotes created by Emilie Autumn. Oh yes some very important news about that, but it can wait. As if that wasn't enough to stem the flow of my creativity (which was rapidly becoming a torrent) I decided as well to learn the violin. My thoughts go at once to the doctors whom have listened to me screech and scrape the bow across the wires. Also I would like to say this it is a carefully had carved antique violin that has been in the most elegant of hands, but it is not so. It just so happens to be a rather quirky electric violin, black of course. A picture is suited below. At the moment I am self teaching myself it from a book, which tells me that i can now play the D major scale. As it also just so happens, I have also got a job. It is not highly paid, but at least I am earning. One of the disadvantages and advantages is that it is in a store that I love, hence the reason I would like to buy nearly everything that is in there. Its a little Alternative store called Naquiba I love it. The people are so friendly there and always welcoming. so that has also been taking up a lot of my time.
My Violin [=

Now my darlings I am going to move my topic away from me, and on to Celebs. I know we hear allot about Celebrities in the society we live in today, we even have magazines devoted to them *sigh*. well I must tell you now that I am not a Celebrity lover. I do not care about what is happening to Paris Hilton or Lindsy Lohan at 3 in the morning and whether they have been flashing their nickers or have non on at all. Also in no way, shape, or form care on the pubic view towards them. Except for, that is, David Tennant. Now your all probably there sighing in to your cups of tea, going "she's bloody obsessed isn't she, I bet she has posters of him all over her cell." Well your wrong, I only have two posters of him on my cell wall. Yes i do find him attractive and an extremely good actor, but what I do not do, is stalk him. At the moment he is preforming Hamlet at The Courtyard Theatre in Stratford Upon Avon (the reviews are great), which just so happens to be the place where I work. I have not seen him about yet, but now it seems even more unlikely that anyone will even get a glimpse of this man. Every time he goes out in to town the poor man gets ambushed by screaming fan girls (and boys) and foreign tourists. My heart goes out to him. The director of this play is being extremely unreasonable and is now saying that he can't go in to his favourite cafe and if he does it has to be shut because it apparently it becomes "a doctor who convention". My friend walked past him the other day and casually said "Hi" as he was being mobbed, "they're all Spanish" was his reaction. Doesn't that tug your heart strings? The poor man can't even go in to his favourite cafe shop, walk down the street or even come out of the theatre with out a crowd of people following him. I really do hope it dies down, and all you out there trying to stalk him, give him a little room to breath, he deserves it.

Talking about famous people, you will never guess what. I shall give you a clue: She is coming to Birmingham. Wait that's two clues, oh well. Guessed yet? Oh I give up. I HAVE EMILIE AUTUMN TICKETS!!! Yes I am going to see her on the 3rd of October in the barfly. I cannot wait. Seriously after this gig, they are going to have to lock me up forever and a day.

Also speaking about music, that has made me think. At the moment I have been listening to a lot of Gershwin, George Gershwin to be precise. I did not realise how much of an amazing composer he is. Most people know things of his such as "Summer time" sang by Peter Gabriel (Lyrics by Ira Gershwin, the brother), I Got Rhythm, along with Porgy and Bess the Opera. But just listening to Rhapsody in Blue, the complexity of the piece is just astounding, using all instruments to their full potential, and the clarinet at the start, it just blows my mind. The strings joining in conspicuously when the clarinet trills gives it that sharp edge, while the piano softens the tone. Its pace, rhythm and diversity of the piece lets me never get bored of what I am hearing over the 15 minutes of playing. and the same is true of all his pieces including Second Rhapsody, which I like to wake up to in the morning and lie there in my bed listening to. Also, do look at the website is you don't know them, the jukebox is pretty good.

Moving on now from a music review to a book review. Written again by someone who is in the public attention and I admire. Stephen Fry's The Stars Tennis Balls. An amazing book about a School boy who's life is perfect, until he ends up being put in a privet Lunatic Asylum and is told his whole life is a lie. Finally he gets out and takes revenge on those whom put him in there. It's a thrilling read, that makes you really want to keep going. I read it in just under 6 hours and could not put it down. Apart from Moab Is My Wash Pot, this has to be one of the best Stephen Fry books I have read, in fact probably one of the best books I have read. I suggest now that you all bugger your keepers and doctors in to getting you a copy. I fact I don't care how you do it, just get one!

Right then my darlings, I hope that has entertained you for a few minuets at least. it is now 3am in the morning and i must retire to my bed, for I have a busy day ahead of me tomorrow Filled with joy and excitement. Remember: be nice to the doctors and they might be nice to you.

Good morrow all.

and much Love.

XxX