I am kicking myself for forgetting my camera. However, the ever-so-awesome Kimli brought hers, and was sitting next to me, so it’s JUST LIKE I actually took pictures, but without me having to actually do anything.
It was, without a doubt, absolutely awesome. I’m not really the performance art type and often… well, don’t get it. I’m a philistine, I admit it. But this? This was GREAT. This was more than just some chick bouncing around on stage with a piano (and hell, if all it had been was some chick bouncing around on stage with a piano, that’d be fine too — I do loves me some piano music.) and it was Full of Awesome. I am insanely jealous that Kimli gets to do it all again tonight in Seattle, and am considering stowing away in someones luggage.
I bought a “Who Killed Amanda Palmer” bag. I love it.
Huge, HUGE thanks to the Marmot (who I am now calling Phil, in honor of her dirty dream about Bill Murray) for the seriously awesome birthday present. Am happy, happy camper, even if I have a wicked headache today. Worth it.
When I first saw Amanda Palmer I thought of Laura Palmer, that “Who Killed Amanda Palmer” bag sounds about right.