you've really made the grade
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In case you missed it, one of my favorite and most admired performers has not only been participating in a blatantly exploitative, ableist album/project, but she's also retreated into rationalization and non-apologies instead of dealing with peoples' criticisms (with a healthy side of passive aggression). I . . . really don't have the energy to say anything useful, particularly after inadvisably wading into the comments on her latest blog post with both fists.
linkspam naturally has a round-up (including Amanda's blog posts, and good non-LJ/DW responses) here and here.
It's not a cred thing, but you know, I've loved Amanda Palmer ever since my ex introduced me to the Dolls in 2003, and while she's always had a faily side, for the most part I've just loved her more ever since. WKAP is one of my favorite albums of all time, and I don't think even this can ruin it for me, but as for her . . . attending her shows with so much fucking adoration, treasuring her signature in my sketchbook (which she signed at that amazing "secret" show in Cambridge last year, the glow of which helped get me through the news of my friend's suicide the next morning), identifying as her fan in a way I only do for a few artists . . . I have no idea how I can do any of that anymore. I know I'm being melodramatic, and it's really uncomfortable, but fuck. Fuck. Why do our heroes always fail?
Ugh. Anyway, on a brighter note, my landlady called me pretty early this morning, in response to the lengthy email I sent her about honeybees and the complicated process of removing them. She's calling in a beekeeper and everything, and has actually made an appointment for assessment (for next week). We haven't discussed what's going to happen about the construction that'll be necessary, but the actual removal can't take place until probably April-ish, so there's time.
Also, LEVERAGE IS AMAZING. My heart, you guys.
So, any exciting weekend plans? I have to make this an art-working weekend, for the most part. (At least I finally know what I'm doing for
trekreversebang? /o\) That (informal) portfolio review is coming up soon, meeeep.
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It's not a cred thing, but you know, I've loved Amanda Palmer ever since my ex introduced me to the Dolls in 2003, and while she's always had a faily side, for the most part I've just loved her more ever since. WKAP is one of my favorite albums of all time, and I don't think even this can ruin it for me, but as for her . . . attending her shows with so much fucking adoration, treasuring her signature in my sketchbook (which she signed at that amazing "secret" show in Cambridge last year, the glow of which helped get me through the news of my friend's suicide the next morning), identifying as her fan in a way I only do for a few artists . . . I have no idea how I can do any of that anymore. I know I'm being melodramatic, and it's really uncomfortable, but fuck. Fuck. Why do our heroes always fail?
Ugh. Anyway, on a brighter note, my landlady called me pretty early this morning, in response to the lengthy email I sent her about honeybees and the complicated process of removing them. She's calling in a beekeeper and everything, and has actually made an appointment for assessment (for next week). We haven't discussed what's going to happen about the construction that'll be necessary, but the actual removal can't take place until probably April-ish, so there's time.
Also, LEVERAGE IS AMAZING. My heart, you guys.
So, any exciting weekend plans? I have to make this an art-working weekend, for the most part. (At least I finally know what I'm doing for
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