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just a quick plug - sydney opera house’s PIANO DAY stream tomorrow / next day (Patreon)

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2022-03-28 09:52:26
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hello loves.


it’s been a very rough week for many reasons, but i have you, and you are feeding my soul.

i am catching up on comments - and catching up on everything, and i’m sorry it’s slow.


i have a lot to say and write about, from tiktok and the conversation that boiled up around “surface pressure”….to what is happening here in new zealand….to what it means when we all witness assault and abuse on a huge american stage and it all just feels fucking awful.

but right now i am tired, have been traveling all day and am about to travel more, and want to offer up something soothing and peaceful, because, i mean….war, confusion, violence, pandemic, exhaustion, rage, people all over the place going apeshit on one another and the volume on 11 across the board….

let’s take a breath and listen to some calming music, shall we??

i was honored that the sydney opera house folks invited me to take part in this year’s Piano Day - an annual worldwide event founded by nils frahm. it always takes place on the 88th day of the year (acknowledging the number of keys on the instrument, unless you’re one of those shitty 44 key casios).

for my bit, i recorded a new version of “the ride” from my latest album “there will be no intermisson” with a beautiful team of local kiwi filmmakers (hugh!!) and engineers (steven!!) on the stunning house steinway at roundhead studios, here in auckland.

you know the joint.

the song has grown since i played it every night on tour. i’m sure many of you have seen me play it.

“the ride” has taken on more meaning than i ever could have imagined.

i couldn’t get through the end of this take without crying. even if you’ve seen me play this one before … it feels raw and new. the recording is stunning. i’m different. and so the song is different, too.

other artists include andrea lam, zubin kanga, ian munro and vatche jambazian.



you can tune into the FREE online broadcast on Sydney Opera House’s platform, “stream” - Tues 29 Mar 7:30pm AEDT. here’s the link….

https://stream.sydneyoperahouse.com/videos/piano-day-2022

i hope to see some of you there.

off to bed.


more soon.

it’s a lot right now.

more than i can hold. but i’m holding.

i love you.


xx

a


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Comments

Holly Saurus

I've heard that the universe won't give you more than you can hold but that's just not true. I think it's more accurate that none of us truly know how much we can hold and handle until we have to. You hold the things you have to hold on to.

Lynn Robinson

Hang in there gorgeous soul. You have a lot of love surrounding you xx

Janet in Georgia

Sending goodnight hugs as I wake up to get the kid ready for school. Love you too❤️

Dorit

Sending hugs for you to hold on to! Looking forward to hearing how the ride has grown and shifted. It's such a powerful song.

Cate Whitehead

Wow and wow. Dear Amanda, sleep the peaceful sleep in the knowledge that we, your community, love you and support you. The Ride? Yes, and I will never forget you performing it in Melbourne 2020. Much love xx

Catherine Miley

I’m sorry it’s been so rough. From my Facebook memories of 13 years ago: I’m a little in love with Amanda Palmer. Still true. You’ve helped me through some rough times, and I hope you feel our love holding you now. ❤️

Joni

Stand Fast. We're just doing the best we can. ❤️❤️

Heather

Many hands are holding you up.

Tracey Stokes

Goodnight beautiful. I had to remind myself today. That we were made for these times. Shown,exposed to things in our lives to get us kinda ready for these times. To "Warrior up" so to speak. This doesn't mean it will be easy. I guess practice makes perfect. Everything is going to be.....as it will be. We need to look after ourselves so we may feel okay on this beautiful Earth,give oxygen to others when we can.You know what to do. You know what is important. I wish you happiness. The energies are erratic right now it is hard to feel what we need to, yet carry on not getting caught in the net of it all. Caught in the web of violence & pain. You know we have so much power that we all need to make sure we can handle that power before we are set free to use it. Authentic strength in kindness in understanding, is the power. Life/Death/Life. Goodnight ml

Eric Prentice

At the end of February, I thought we already had enough to fill one of those news reels that they run in the last week of December, showing all that had happened that year and all those we lost. It's now March, the Ukraine war gets worse. Rod Marsh (Australian cricket legend) dies. A few days later, Shane Warne (one of the cricket greats) dies at 52. These guys were national icons. Marsh had some health issues, but Warne? Where did that come from? The war keeps getting worse. Ash Barty reties, not a death, but a shock and a kick to the national psyche. Taylor Hawkins dies and on a show, that should have been safe to watch, something that shouldn't have been said, is followed by something that shouldn't have happened. Add all this to the last two years (and for me, the two years before that) and it's all just too much, for all of us that aren't directly involved. I can't even imagine how it would be for those directly affected.

Coila

Hugs

Amber Dawn

Thank you for doing this. ❤️ You are an absolutely beautiful human. 🫂 Right now everything is upside down and not quite right but this is a haven. If sleep claims me then I have an alarm already set. Right now art and peace seem more important. 🎶🎨🖋Sleep is elusive of late anyway. Life is chaos. But such that we might form our own communities and strengthen the bonds we already have as we try to make sense out of this ever changing world. And only the universe can help us explain this to our children. Because as you said, our generation (and I will say I’m 49 now) grew up knowing only “peace and play.” So true. Ultimately however, we have to find that deep strength in our absolute core. You embody that beautiful lady. If I can keep my bipolar self alive and functional enough to raise a wonderful young man who does nothing but make me proud, I have to believe anything is possible, always. Sending love and hugs from the PNW. You’ve got this and we’ve got you. ❤️🖤

Kate Hilliard

Thank you for 'the ride'. It's been a comfort to me many times when I felt alone and scared. Seeing you play it in Wellington was fucking amazing.

Catherine Hannah

We are here, dear heart. Be easy. ♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️

Amanda Hunt

Wow - you travelled from Aotearoa?

Amanda Hunt

Or are you Zooming? (Imagine just casually getting on a plane …)

DebbieG
>>80707823

Thank you Len! 3:30 am for me, so I will miss it also and hope it's archived too! 🎹

Sarah Bearah

Just finished listening, this version feels much heavier than the last. Still beautiful and made me pause in my life to really listen. Sending love and kindness <3

Cate Whitehead

Loved the vid from Roundhead Amanda. Made me cry. Of course. There ain't no live stream though, scratching our heads in Cavendish.

Kate Opanowycz

Amanda you're piece is absolutely beautiful and resonates with me at this dark time. You are an amazing pianist. I shed a tear at the end, as always. Sending hugs to you and the family 🤗💕 I'm happy that piano day asked you to play. Thankyou 🌹🌹

Len Tower Jr.
>>80788707

a, i was tempted to fill this comment with a page fill of "BRAVO !!!"s. thank you for the courage to play & share this song, when almost every day is a hard day for you. love & hugs, -len

Leticia Gimeno

It was extremely moving (even more so than usual) You may not be aware of it, but seeing you tackle whatever’s in front of you while keeping up the warmth, compassion and openness going is a priceless present and extremely helpful to me (and I guess many others) to do my best to deal with the hard crappy (plentiful) moments of late as compassionately and calmly as possible You give me the courage to keep going, and for that I’ll be forever grateful

Dorit

So beautiful, Amanda. Thank you. The ride keeps evolving and never ceases to move me.

Oscar F'n Wilde

Very beautiful and sad. "The Ride" keeps growing and changing as so much pain and trauma continue to be heaped on the powerless while the powerful revel in their cruelty.

Claudia Rapp

I do actually picture you sitting and singing beside me whenever things seem absurd ... your voice whisper-sings "It's just a ride" in my head :) Thank you for the gift of that song.

Pedro B. Gorman

Hello There, Amanda, & My Thousands of Siblings! Most of you know me as the Pedro B. Gorman-happy-dappy crowdcast enthusiast, and at best, I guess I am. I decided tonight, of all nights, to write here more because Patreon call & response threads can be clunky. I also decided to write here because, though I am temporarily in paradise, I am sad, but also deeply moved I wanted to post a photo diary of the past couple of days in a paradise called Sesimbra, 40 minutes away from Lisbon, where I brought my mother, Isabel, who is 81 years old and, though she has no life threatening illness as of yet, she is terrified of dying, and knows she is on a possible last stretch—at least in the sense that she has lived many more years than she has left. I also brought my mother here because she needed to escape the flat where she lives with my older sister. Despite the fact that my sister, due to her own mental health issues (chronic dysthymia and complete anedhonia) is my mother’s prime carer, both mother and daughter have such an awful relationship as to be redolent of Bette Davis and Joan Crawford in “Whatever Happened to Baby Jane,” except the are not sisters, as in the film. But the dynamic between them is the same. I also brought my mother here because she hadn’t been to this “neck of the woods” in more than 50 years, in her early thirties; before that, she had come here with her parents as a child. A magical thing happened today (and I am sorry I cannot post the illustrative photos/videos, as format issues and clunky file transfer glitches wont allow it, I will have to describe it. I awoke at dawn, and was so deeply over by the seafront “infinity” view from the breakfast table that, while my mother still slept, I quietly packed and descended to the beach, enchanted by the flocks of gulls I extensively photographed. My mother’s osteoporosis would never have allowed her to descend all the fifty five steps to the beach with me anyway, and it would have been too windy and cold for her even if she had. When I returned from half-bathing in freezing Atlantic waters, starting a poem, and taking scores of photographs, she was awake. I had brought her goodies like cakes, and pastries she loves, and was showing her the photos with such enthusiasm, that I was taken aback (but soon fully understood) when she burst into convulsive tears. Her father (my maternal grandad, who died a terrible slow cancer death when I was eight—I am 45 now), and whom she adored, had an equal passion for nature photography, but also for poetry and literature (and I am a budding writer, as yet unpublished). Her torrent of tears was brought on by some tone in my voice, and some goin in my eyes as I was showing her the photos that took her back to the time when her own father would show her photographs he had developed himself. She confessed that until that moment, she has never realized how much of her own father I had in me. A few minutes after her emotional outburst, we were visited by a gull on our window sill who stayed, studying us intently, and whom we fed some crumbs and shrimp to. Because she was already so shaken by buried memories which came flooding forth, and became so overwhelmed she had to swallow a Xanax, I allowed her to enjoy the gull’s visitation as simply that. But there was something about the way the gull was looking at me, and at her. I felt it was my grandfather’s spirit. Later, during lunch, she revealed something to me I did not yet formally know: that every man—including my father—she ever had a relationship with treated her violently; beating her, or cheating on her, or making her the “other woman” in their own flawed but still ongoing marriages; and that the only two men she ever felt loved and respected by and treated gently by were both her father, and by me. I am writing late into the night to share this with you because, since we have sent every waking moment together the past two days, I haven’t yet had a chance to tell any of my friends, I needed to get this off my chest. As some of you may know, I you’ve ever watched me and Amanda speak on crowdcast, that here 2019 show in Portugal, Braga, occurred shortly after my father’s death who—though a philandering husband, was, at least, to me, a loving father and friend. I could go on writing now for another three hours here, in an emotional spew—about how horribly women are treated by men—and here is my point—especially strong, intelligent, anti-establishment, anti-patriarchy women such as my mother once was…but I want to rise at dawn again and go down to the beach to finish processing everything I learned today. If these days any of you Sibling Patrons consider me a kind, loving soul, it was largely owing to my mother’s love for me over the years—the values she instilled in me. ---- The above piece was written on Saturday 25th March. On Tuesday, shortly before leaving our Air B'n'B, I read this post, and sensed your sadness, Amanda. I briefed my mother on ho unkind the Tik-Tok world had been to you, and also the internet world. And, herself a single mother in the 60's (to my older sister), where divorced women in Portugal where considered "sluts from hell," she wanted to join me in this message of Love to you, Amanda, especially as a single mother and a woman much harangued by the Patriarchy. And she also wanted to say hello to all of you who have kept me going since 2019. I also sensed all of you Sibling Patron's sadness, anger and frustration at the way strong, independent, anti-patriarchy women the world over suffer. So, here is a gift of love from my mother and I. I recorded a short video with her, especially for y'all, and, Amanda, of course, for you too. My mother knows well what being mistreated is, and through me, she has come to know and love your work, and takes much solace in the comfort I derive from this here community, so she wanted to say hello after I had told her what had been going on with y'all. Here we are, wishing you all Love. https://youtu.be/9PNf7nwNJCg Much Love, Isabel Gorman & Pedro B. Gorman

Litsea

thank you and hugs to you ❤️

Jonah Poirot

I love you, steadfast traveller. I wish you gentle journey

Len Tower Jr.
>>80851885

Pedro: Amanda could be done, reading comments on this blog. If you really like her to see this, post it very early on the next one. Rock love, Len

Pedro B. Gorman

Thank you, my dear Len! I suspected as much. Which, in a way is good, because i'm making a mini film with the gull footage, and our video at the end. Love Unbound, Pedro B. Gorman

Lauren Carnall

That's so lovely. I enjoy nihls music and know so little about him, this is a joy of a fact to learn. Hope those who saw this enjoyed!

Kim Harris

I think others have said it better but you are enough. Let tiktok go - it is not your job to bend to a shape that every last human will agree with.

Mitch Parks

Loved this version so much!