Two of the Tori Amos “dolls” of her multiple-personality “American Doll Posse” made an appearance at the concert she gave at the Fox Theater in Atlanta Wednesday night.

This concert was very different than Tori’s others. Less hypnotic reverie, more hard rock.

Evidently the songlist is affected by the selection of the semi-archetypal facets of her personality she chooses to perform with that night (“Pip”, “Santa”, “Isabel”, “Clyde” or “Tori”).

The “Santa” persona – a very saucy, rebellious creature – rocked the house. With bobbed platinum hair and a clingy, almost-not-there black dress, she belted out some of Tori’s most high-energy songs. This is the tiger.

Body and Soul

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Seven devils bring them on
I have left my weapons
’cause I think you’re wrong
These devils of yours they need love

Come and kneel with me Body and Soul
Come and kneel with me Body and Soul
Body and Soul Body and Soul Body and Soul

The “Tori” persona stepped in later. Her long red-auburn hair set off the glittery, cling-tight american flag jumpsuit. Her movements reminded me of that “oh, wow” muppet.

Big Wheel

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I’ve been on my knees
But you’re so hard
hard to please
Did you take me take me in
So you are a superstar
get off the cross we need the wood
Somehow you will rise
But without a tool
I know honey you’re a pro
But BABY I don’t need your cash
Mama got it all in hand now

These were both very fiery characters, and it was a great concert, but I missed hearing her more contemplative and moody songs. I would have loved to have heard more of the ballads – I missed songs like “The Beekeeper,” “Father Lucifer,” and “Mohammed My Friend.”

We had a great time, and I have to say that it was a much more interesting crowd than the audience that showed up for George Carlin. The people-watching was almost as fun as the concert itself.

And I even got a tee-shirt. I hardly ever do that.

Ben was very pleased to stay home with his first-ever at-home babysitter. She is very pretty, and she even played with him. This is the last bit of conversation I heard as I left the house: “But Batman isn’t blue!” “No, that’s just the bot. The real Batman is inside the bot.” I think he had as good a time as we did.