Enough about guns, political pinheads, and bombastic bloviating.
A belated "Happy Marriage" to author Neil Gaiman and punk-cabaret songstress extraordinaire, Amanda Fucking Palmer.
For those unfamiliar, Mr. Gaiman is the noted wordsmith behind more than a few excellent novels, including Coraline, American Gods and Neverwhere, as well as the acclaimed Sandman comic series published by DC/Vertigo.
The inimitable Ms. Palmer was/is half of the "Brechtian Punk Cabaret" duo, The Dresden Dolls, before branching out into a solo career that will astonish, amaze, and totally reinvent how you think about Radiohead and ukuleles.
And yes, if you must ask, I nicked one of their wedding photos for this post from Facebook. I doubt either would mind, much, as such behavior is only creepy if I had previously dated one or both of them. Since A.) I can't very well do Neil's writing much justice with an excerpt and B.) I don't want to wait until next October to post it, here's a clip of the reconstituted Dresden Dolls at Irving Plaza in NYC (courtesy BrooklynVegan) this past Halloween...