I am seeing AFP tonight at the Henry Fonda Theatre. I am more excited than I have any real right to be. I saw The Dresden Dolls play at the Orpheum a few years ago and it was one of the best and most expensive shows I'd seen. Supposedly Palmer is going to have Jason Webley with her, so that'll be a nice treat.

Amanda Palmer speaks directly to some deeply cynical, sarcastic, and endlessly narcissistic art student lurking within me. Her lyrics often have multiple meanings (depending on the song) but still tell a coherent story. With songs like Sex Changes, Girl Anachronism, Lonesome Organist Rapes Page-Turner, and this one, Palmer hits some manic fever pitch and I go absolutely mad for it every time. If you need lyrics, she's got them up herself (although her own transcriptions of her own lyrics seem to be rife with errors and inaccuracies).

See you at the show tonight if you're there.

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