I saw Amanda Palmer Sunday night, on the last date of her current tour. She was, without a doubt, the best modern artist I've ever seen, and nearly as good as Leonard Cohen. The venue, the Bijou Theatre in the Old City, was perfect for this show. It was very small and ornate, with phenomenal acoustics.
Her opening act was Bitch, an electric violin virtuoso/antifolk singer. She played for about 7 minutes, but she was fantastic.
Amanda's backing band, Nervous Cabaret, played their own set before they played with Amanda. They were fantastic as well, a sort of psychedelic mix between Tom Waits and Modest mouse.
And then Amanda. She was brilliant. Absolutely brilliant. Perfect. Incredible pianist, incredible vocalist, incredible poet. Just incredible. She played all her solo hits as well as several of her Dresden Dolls hits, plus a few epic covers, including a failed attempt at combining The Doors' "Break On Through" with some song from Grease. She also read a Neil Gaimen story from her new book (a disturbed fairy tail about drugs and hookers) and did her last "Ask Amanda" session.
Plus, she looked HOT.
Not my videos:
It's hard to make out in the last video, but she climbed up to one of the balconies with her ukulele, with Nervous Cabaret wandering around the balconies above her.
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