Showing posts with label amanda palmer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label amanda palmer. Show all posts

Monday, September 29, 2014

The White Feminists Are Just As Bad As Slave Owners


"It's funny, isn't it? Being white and oblivious to the harm we cause? It's funny!"

That ugly fat fuck millionaire who made "Girls" is following in Amanda Palmer's famously fucked footsteps by asking regular people to perform for free on her stupid book tour. 

The willingness of whites to - still - steal other's labor is legendary.

If you wanted an explanation of the difference, between white and black feminists, I'd say we've found it,...
 

Saturday, April 13, 2013

Million Dollar Baby


Once again, Ann Althouse is celebrating a terrible artist (I got Amanda Palmer's groundbreaking album, which amounted to a groundbreaking single) but, still, Amanda Palmer is an artist:

    

Her TED talk, above, is about being willing to receive something for (what appears to be) nothing - which, in case you haven't noticed, is one thing artists do.


    Music, for instance, is ephemeral - it's never lost on me after doing a show, say, that people just paid for something that's already gone. And, I guess, you have to be married (or something like it) to understand how little even financial success can appear when seen through the eyes of someone not in touch with their/our humanity - who isn't actively part of the exchange being described here. 

   

 I get pissed off when I see those bumper stickers that say "Real Artists Have Day Jobs" because, shit, it's a day job that usually keeps real artists from making what transcends - and thus creates - real wealth. For instance, I spent all this week putting up somebody's fence - while nursing an ulcer - but mostly thinking about the music I'm always desperate to get back to work on, if I can only find some time when I get home after 8+ hours, to face my other responsibilities. It can drain you:

   

 Most people nowadays aren't capable of making dinner after only a day in an office.


 Of course, I'm not exactly what you call the "social media type," so I'm working on something that'll be *a little more significant* than what "shallow" Amanda Palmer's delivered:

   

 And that, my friends, will always be worth it. 

   

 Oh - and to those of you who have donated here, so far, and wonder what it's gotten? I've gone from a broken computer, in a tiny room, just like this one below (this was actually the room next to mine):

   

 To now (after a trip to California to get my equipment) working on my album in this one:
  

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It might not be a million dollars on Kickstarter, but - if that's not a visible, and real-world, improvement in my circumstance - I don't know what is: 


And I Thank You with every fiber of my being.


Now, if you don't mind, let's get back to our regularly scheduled programming:


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