DREAMCHILD LIVE

Mood:  chatty
So Sunday evening last marked the CD release party of our good friends, Dreamchild,
at the Middle East Upstairs. What an enchanting evening!
First up was an ambient noise trio, consisting of Mr.s Kris Thompson and Rob Byrd, plus our own Miss Karen! Looking lovely in black and purple, she did all sorts of crazy things to Tallulah with a pile of electronic gadgets and gizmos at her feet, and occasionally a mallet, small music box or thumb piano in hand.

The end result is a very dreamy, drifty soundscape that nearly hypnotizes. This is the sort of thing she does as Wisteriax, and it's quite fascinating.
She also played more melodically with Annette Farrington for a great set.
Next up was Dreamchild, who gripped the audience with their singular brand of dark, etheral loveliness, chilling storytelling about severed heads and floating lyres, and vocals that make the hairs on the back of one's neck stand up. (In a good way!) Here's Cheryl at the helm of her harp...

Unfortunately, we did not get to stay and enjoy the last act, Ultraplush , as it was quite late and we are not spring chickens anymore.
In fact, Miss Heels and I were rather sticks-in-the-mud, really.
A couple of teetotallers...how uninteresting!

Miss Heels has been under the weather, and I learned long ago that in the course of a given evening, sometimes one must choose between corset or drinking.
Yes, an enjoyable (and very clearly remembered!)
evening all around.

Congratulations to Dreamchild on their new release, and boy, is that Karen a model of versatility!