Amanda Palmer is a force of nature. She’s inexhaustible, intense, and pretty fucking unstoppable. She just finished up a whirlwind east coast tour with Brooklyn’s Nervous Cabaret, and she allowed me behind-the-scenes access before her New York show to make some portraits and peep her soundcheck, which included old school favorites, a danceable cover of the Ting Tings‘s “That’s Not My Name,” and an off-the-cuff first verse/chorus of St. Vincent‘s “Marry Me.” All of this when the woman had been in a car accident a mere hour beforehand. See what I mean? Force of nature. Board up your windows.
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Photos (and words) by Dese’Rae L. Stage.
