#675: D is for The Dresden Dolls

I remember thatI came across this albumyears after its releaseat a sidewalk sale at oneof Portland’s most historicrecord stores. I had heard of them, nothing else, so I decided, maybe intriguedby the art work and by a screaming deal, to buy thisalbum. Later when I became interested briefly in Amanda Palmer’s solo stuff, it tookContinue reading “#675: D is for The Dresden Dolls”