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it was an exhausting and exhilarating show at the hollywood  avondale theater in auckland on night one ...  and i’m going to tell the story of tonight in screen caps because i am toasted and it’s 2am.  

everyone please tell christchurch that the only tickets of your left are for them on saturday night. tell them. tell them. we have about 100 tickets to go. tell them. 

i played my new song and i’ll post it tomorrow  

before the show and during intermission, i read your comments on today’s “HOW ARE YOU“ post. keep them coming. i am reading everything. i love you all so much. 

so so much 

you’re all so human and real 

here was the picture in the dressing room i loved 

and then 

the patrons after the show, photo by jordan verzar 

people. touching. heroes. 

then i got home and saw this response to a thing if posted earlier 

what a dick 

so i wrote 

you should retweet it. 

it’s here 

https://twitter.com/amandapalmer/status/1238072726922772481?s=21

and with that 

my goddamn work here is done

i love you auckland and i love you all

x

a

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Sorcha Backshall

Thanks so much for the show last night and for Jordan helping me get a taxi home. I wasn't really quite there and it feels a little bit of a blur. I laughed at the time, but I really like that idea of the Mama Bear; a duality of primal and maternal. wishing you the best for the next two shows, and the time beyond xx

Anonymous

Thank you for the amazing show Amanda. I'm so grateful I got to see your incredible creative energy and authenticity live in front of me after following you online for years. I was very awkward when we met (I'm sorry, I get scared of famous people and people I admire!) I've been thinking about the show all day. Your work and passion gives me the fire to keep doing my art. I love you Amanda.

Christina M

Wow. I almost killed myself in 2007. Because of a really bizarre decade-long relationship which was so glitch ass backward from the rest of my life I had no tools to deal. I was dying. Then, as I was grasping the edge of existence with my nails to pull myself up I was hammered by another driver and almost was killed. Again. And gradually and amazingly, those real, live, people who make something real which didn’t live before, those ARTISTS—they gave me something. I started watching and listening and feeling again. And I already had a job and I did that job for someone else and I pay taxes and swallow petty stuff sometimes... but I also took what those real, working, tired, life-affirming ARTISTS gave me and I began to also create things that didn’t live before. From my brushes with mortality. And also from pure gratitude and love of living. And I pulled myself up onto their ledge and rode on real, working, heart-wrenched artists’ shoulders and I lived. And I live in art of all kinds. And I make art. And I am real. And if those artists are not doing just as much a job as one that some say ‘contributes to society’, then that word JOB is meaningless to me. The reason I’m posting this is that even if Amanda never sees it, I need to say to other warm, art-loving people, that I know how her work, and the musical beings she brings to life with it, not only PRODUCE and CONTRIBUTE, but they SAVE. They heal and they become part of our lives. And we remember artists who touched us with words and paintings and song and dance and who made us jubilant and made us bigger on the inside. So that little life-minimizing shit who thought he’d pop up and make a dead comment and then probably delete it because he is a coward like all haters and cynics who reap the pain we’re living in now, can sink into his own shit as far as I’m concerned. I’ll stick with art and life.

Anonymous

arohamai Amanda, love your work. I am from NZ, went to see your show in Blue Mountains on my way to Cambodia. We got soaked, it was great. We had a great journey home with a patreon we met, she dropped us to the door of where we were staying, it was a great connection to make and what I think this community is wonderful for. (hi Sally-Anne, hope you are well) anyway. I'm on social work placement and my uni might be calling me home. it is madness! it is making me mad and sad and fidgety. I understand the situation but that doesn't make it better. I'm no better off at home. I don't know why I am posting it here, I guess I just want to rant and hope that in solidarity we can share how this is impacting us and be sad for a bit together. reading your encouraging messages, and the comments from other people is so good. I really appreciate and love the effort you and your team go to to keep in touch and be real with everyone. my flatmate Clare and her sister are going to your show tomorrow night, I will be there in her heart. ngā mihi nui, noho ora mai, Kora.

Anonymous

Thank you. I came here for the music, but and stayed for the humanity of it all.

Kathryn Drew

NZ Ministry of Health statement today...."For the sixth consecutive day, there are no additional confirmed or probable cases of COVID-19 in New Zealand. Our case numbers remain unchanged. New Zealand has five confirmed cases based on positive test results and two probable cases. The two patients who had been in hospital – one confirmed case and one probable case, have both been discharged home and are recovering at home with daily checks by health staff. All 252 close contacts of the confirmed cases in self isolation are being monitored daily by health staff." .....so, hugging still pretty safe in Aotearoa my loves x

Sararose G.F.

My gods!! What does a real job even mean! Once it meant having a job were you literally worked yourself to death historically. Today you are almost more likely to make rent the less ‘ real work ‘ you do. The more computer taping , company owning, bossing of people and generally if you can be the one percent of the Neo liberal capitalist population that is benefiting of the real work of others , then you have not only got rent, have multiple houses in many countries. No work needed, you own the workers essentially. Neoliberalism = makes people very replaceable units of labour. Let’s also remember life chances, if anyone want to talk about the ‘real’ robs just how does a counties economic, educational, childcare and welfare policy ( also other factors) contribute to equal opportunity for children from disadvantaged background. How does it support and celebrate diversity, both seen and unseen disabilities, cultural diversity and Indigenous culture. What is the role of the ‘real’ job in the social structure. Is there a union, is there a large organisation accountable to government caring for workers, ensuring they have holidays ( like Italy at least 5 weeks) and sick leaves and leave for if your child is sick. How does the society function. What are the roles. The real ‘jobs’. Artists has to be one role that adds the most value and really like a the ideal behind the role of a cardinal can bestow great spiritual and life joy and deep life peace.

Anonymous

Without art is life even worth living?

Nicole Ives

We love you too Amanda especially your amazing courage :-)

Anonymous

There are plenty of people with “real jobs” who are being sent home with no pay or possibly losing their jobs, so Random Internet Person’s point is absolutely moot, regardless of what they think a “real job” is. And what a hypocrite, using art as their avatar.

Anonymous

how do I attach a music file? It took me 4 months editing a mash up of Greta Thunberg speech, Tool, Midnight Oil and Bill Nye. Let me know if you want a copy. I call it "Planet's on Fire, MF!"

Anonymous

I just started a job where I am in the front line of the 'virus'. I deliver medical pharmacy on the Navajo reservation with little support from management on safety- no mask and we have to provide some of our own safety equipment. It makes it risky for my husband- diabetic, and also for my mom- elderly, When I come home, I have to strip and cleanse before showing affection to both. I understand the significance of my job yet also accept the direct risk to my loved ones being in this position. I am taking as much caution as possible. Yet for my paranoid and scared friends and family, I remind them AIDS and cancer still kill the most [currently] and there is no cure for either. Take care always, fellow human beans!!! Life is short- Live, Love and accept Life!