Amanda Palmer
Amanda Palmer
Amanda MacKinnon Gaiman Palmer, sometimes known as Amanda Fucking Palmer, is an American singer-songwriter who first rose to prominence as the lead singer, pianist, and lyricist/composer of the duo The Dresden Dolls. She has had a successful solo career, is also one-half of the duo Evelyn Evelyn, and is the lead singer and songwriter of Amanda Palmer and the Grand Theft Orchestra...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionRock Singer
Date of Birth30 April 1976
CityNew York City, NY
CountryUnited States of America
The world needs actual excitement and emotion more than it needs cool people.
I want to live in a world where Miley (or any female musician) can twerk wildly at 20, wear a full-cover floral hippie mumu at 37, show up at 47 in see-through latex, and pose semi-naked, like Keith & co, on the cover of Rolling Stone at 57 and be APPLAUDED for being so comfortable with her body.
I remember being a teenager and being really impressed by "let's sit around and b*tch" people, and I have so little time for those people nowadays.
For most of human history, musicians, artists, they've been part of the community — connectors and openers, not untouchable stars.
I maintain couchsurfing and crowdsurfing are basically the same thing — you're falling into the audience and you're trusting each other.
In both the art and the business worlds, the difference between the amateurs and the professionals is simple: The professionals know they're winging it. The amateurs pretend they're not.
When I find myself having to share a meal with someone who simply wants to complain about the world, I almost feel myself wanting to crawl out of my skin and just sort of scurry away. But being able to pick up on that stuff and being able to easily identify the people walking towards the light instead of walking towards the darkness, that's a skill I'm very, very glad to see growing in myself.
The pattern's laid out on the bed With dozens of colors of thread But you've got the needle I guess that's the point in the end
The perfect tools aren't going to help us if we can't face each other and give and receive fearlessly, but more important, to ask without shame.
When you trust people to help you, they often do.
If I were a guy, it would be, you know, just a different set of problems I have to carry along.
You know what’s really cool? Wake up every morning, decide what you feel like doing, and do it.
I crave intimacy to the same burning degree that I detest commitment.
In other words, let's give our young women the right weapons to fight with as they charge naked into battle, instead of ordering them to get back in the house and put some goddamn clothes on.