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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.

Amanda Palmer (Dresden Dolls) played a solo show last night supporting her new album Who Killed Amanda Palmer? at Spiegelworld in NYC. It was amazing. Highlights included “Ampersand,” “The Point of it All,” a cover of Radiohead‘s “Creep” on ukelele in which she walked the crowd while she sang, and a cover of an old cabaret song I didn’t catch the name of, but which brought her (and others, I’m sure) to tears during the performance. She played for just under two hours. Here are some photos:

Photos by Dese’Rae Stage. More on flickr. Do not replicate without permission.