amanda palmer's open poem to jonathan chait (and other crimes)

As I tossed my ukulele on to the bed, I saw something move in the corner of the room. It looked like a pile of clothes. I went closer. The pile of clothes was Yana. She was lying on the floor, wrapped in a blanket.
“You OK?” I asked. “Don’t you want to lie on the bed instead of the floor?” I felt helpless.
“No . . . I’m good,” she said.
I put my hand on her cheek and looked down at her. I knew those eyebrows so well by then. I wished I hadn’t fucked them up so much. I pulled the blanket over her shoulders.

amanda palmer gets pretty stoked on taking the bed while her fans sleep on the floor, this is the 2nd anecdote she's given where this has happened iirc

this was the girl from Perth iirc

As I tossed my ukulele on to the bed, I saw something move in the corner of the room.

This could be the start of a novel. Clearly she should write a book. About a character named "Pamanda Almer."

as long as it isn't another steampunk Dr. Who episode

My fans: I wished I hadn’t fucked them up so much.

guys, it's not her fault that poor girl had some weird dwarf disease

most musicians would boast about volunteering their time to hang out with their disabled fans, only amanda palmer boasts about taking $10K from them

xxp They fuck you up, your Kickstarter pals. / They may not mean to, but they do.

is anyone else getting this on fb:
Amanda Palmer · Suggested Post
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maybe she's referring to the fact that he did an interactive cd-rom for one of his albums? tech pioneer in terms of marketing?

she specifies "early Bowie," can't be CD-ROM

Dude, CD-ROMs are ancient. I think they were around in like the 90s or something.

so was Tin Machine

the laser goes through those little slots right?

http://www.bowie-singles.com/Early/The_Laughing_Gnome_files/67Laughing_Is_BIG.jpg

But early Bowie, the tech pioneer? Quite likely.

http://makezineblog.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/bowie_stylophone-thumb.jpg?w=500&h=369

I have one of those doo-dads, got it from my wife a few years back. Didn't realize that Bowie played one.

i mean, this article makes her sound less of a clueless asshole than other things she has written

― sarahell, Wednesday, October 30, 2013 4:44 PM (Yesterday) Bookmark Flag Post Permalink

Her business model seems to be based on being around her fans all the time. Not sure how appealing that would be for many artists.

She used to admit that only certain personalities, ie ones allergic to privacy, could thrive in this way but I'm not sure if her post-TED utopianism allows for caveats.

get people who are going through tough times and who idolize you to give you $10,000

"I didn’t ask where she got the money."

We created a surreal scene featuring a moon man playing the piano and a killer rabbit in a hot-air balloon, while Chanie and her husband sat on the floor of the empty nursery, chatting with us about bad films, sibling feuds and how family can be impossible.

Is this an insult?

Bowie had some kind of Wall Street bond issue on sales of his album catalog that made the financial news back in dotcom days

Bowie Bonds are asset-backed securities of current and future revenues of the 25 albums (287 songs) that David Bowie recorded before 1990. Bowie Bonds were pioneered in 1997 by rock and roll investment banker David Pullman.[1] Issued in 1997, the bonds were bought for US$55 million by the Prudential Insurance Company of America.[2][3] The bonds paid an interest rate of 7.9% and had an average life of ten years,[4] a higher rate of return than a 10-year Treasury note (at the time, 6.37%).[3] Royalties from the 25 albums generated the cash flow that secured the bonds' interest payments.[5] Prudential also received guarantees from Bowie's label, EMI Records, which had recently signed a $30m deal with Bowie.[3] By forfeiting ten years worth of royalties, David Bowie was able to receive a payment of US$55 million up front. Bowie used this income to buy songs owned by his former manager.[4] Bowie's combined catalog of albums covered by this agreement sold more than 1 million copies annually at the time of the agreement.[3] However, by March 2004, Moody's Investors Service lowered the bonds from an A3 rating (the seventh highest rating) to Baa3, one notch above junk status.[6][7] The downgrade was prompted by lower-than-expected revenue "due to weakness in sales for recorded music" and that an unnamed company guaranteed the issue.[8]

Definitely a case where it paid to be the innovator because nobody was going to get money that way again.

that scene in almost famous where crudup consecrates his deification by baptizing himself in that guy's pool and everybody jumps in with him, that was a special moment to share with yr fans but why give it away for free.

I have one of those doo-dads, got it from my wife a few years back. Didn't realize that Bowie played one.

― Moodles, Thursday, 31 October 2013 03:41 (13 hours ago) Bookmark Flag Post Permalink

It's all over "Space Oddity" the single, once you hear/know, you can't unhear it..

I feel like Amanda Palmer is the only famous musician who would end a self-aggrandizing story with her exiting a room leaving a crippled girl alone in the dark and on the floor huddled under rags, the latter's 10k still in her pocket.

i know right??!?

I know it's amanda palmer but I'm still a little amazed that the story didn't end with her giving the money back

but you see, that $10k didn't just by the girl a magical experience, it bought them both a magical experience

it is kind of selfless that she's encouraging other artists to use the tricks of cult-leading without demanding a cut herself

otmfm.

Yana shared the stories of her life: about how she was constantly ill as a result of her condition

Well good thing you got that 10k from her before she could spend it on hospital bills.

At this point bringing up the fact that she is married to a millionaire doesn't seem like such a cheap shot.

Shortly after my crowd-funding effort last year, when I used the Kickstarter website to fund my first album

Amazing she has built up such a fanbase before her first album even came out.

maybe kevin fennell's mistake was trying to sell the drum kit instead of selling a magical drum lesson where he looks into a desperate gbv fan's eyes and says they really get "Echos Myron"

and as he struggled through "My Valuable Hunting Knife" despite his damaged leg, I realized this wasn't just making his night. It was making mine.

^irl lol^

Wait what thread did I just click on?

check out this sweet comment from metafilter
(http://www.metafilter.com/127522/A-generous-barrage-of-narcissism#4951464)

A friend of mine was passing through town on her way to a music festival last year, and we had a couple of hours to catch up between when her flight landed at 7 a.m. and when her bus took off from Port Authority at 10 a.m.

Ivy had taken a red-eye flight from several time zones away to see her very favorite band of all time, and by the time she met me for breakfast she was vibrating with anticipation and lack of sleep. I took her to a diner where we were the only patrons (8 a.m. on a Friday meant that even the usual Hell's Kitchen breakfast places were empty) and she could barely keep her shit together re: GETTING TO SEE BEN FOLDS FIVE IN MERE HOURS!

"That's fine!" I thought to myself, "She can gush for an hour, I can put her on a bus, and then I can go back to bed!"

That is when Neil Gaiman and Amanda Palmer walked in the door and sat down directly next to us.

My friend had no idea who they were and therefore made no attempt to curb her Ben Folds reverie. I was half convinced I was imagining the two of them, because what the fuck? It's 8 a.m. on a weekday morning at a shitty diner on 9th Avenue. Why are y'all dressed straight out of The Matrix and eating breakfast silently next to the only occupied table at this diner?

"That's fine!" I thought to myself, "They're like actual famous people; they'll mind their own business and we'll mind ours, and we'll all pretend Ivy isn't hyperventilating about the shrine she made to Ben Folds when she was 18!"

This plan seemed to be going well until the end of the meal, when Amanda (Fucking) Palmer swooped over to our table, dropped a napkin on Ivy's lap, and quickly left the restaurant with Gaiman in tow. It read:

"If you like Ben Folds he produced my last records, look it up -Amanda Palmer"

Amanda Palmer: eavesdropping on strangers' conversations and hustling to sell records before most of us have finished our coffee! The whole thing was absurd, but it clarified up close and personal the dedication with which Amanda Palmer faces the constant (self-directed) task of selling AMANDA PALMER.

wow

the stink on that anecdote is so powerful that i think all my positive feelings towards gaiman bc of sandman are evaporating

through all of this im still not sure who neil gaiman is, like i saw someone reading a book of his in a restaurant, but i dont understand what his deal/demographic is really, i mean nerds obvs but past that im not sure, dont tell me thx

Goths, girls who make ASMR videos while wearing unusually colored wigs, Mordy

he wrote a comic from 89-96 that was pretty good

yeah that's about as far as I'd go. he is way overrated by a certain subculture.

he wrote a decent, if overrated comic, and a series of novels that have never bettered it. Of late he's written two overrated episodes of Doctor Who. He may sadly consider AP to be his Yoko Ono

one of my sisters college boyfriends gave me a issue of sandman, it was all quality, nice paper perfect bound i remember

it was maybe the... first issue

ugh, Sandman is so utterly fantastic it really hurts my SOUL in a billy corgan style that I have to associate him with her nowadays

I sold a bunch of stuff to Half Price Books including most of that Sandman comic and they gave me like $100, so gracias Gaiman

btw it was left at my place eons ago so it was like free money