Amanda Palmer Review – The Tour Continues

Amanda Palmer, Photo By Kahn and Selesnick
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By Amy Singer

Amanda Palmer returned to  the Queen Elizabeth Theatre in Toronto last night for the second show of what will be 18 months on the road. She’s already tired. And cold. It’s Canada, after all.

Amanda Palmer, Photo: Amy Singer

She borrowed a filmy black sequined scarf from an audience member, which only lasted one song, wrapped softly around her neck. Her animated and enthusiastic performance of fan-favorite “Runs in the Family” made the additional layer quickly unnecessary.  

Amanda Palmer has zero artifice. She is an open emotional door. This show, “There Will Be No Intermission”, took her openness even further. Time for my full disclosure disclaimer: I’m a fan. I’ve seen her perform in three countries over the last 10 years, and I’ve never not enjoyed an Amanda Palmer show. Last night, I watched her carefully open her chest and share some of the most intimate details anyone with a womb could ever experience with 300 of their closest friends. The show (and accompanying album) is biographically, brutally honest, touching, and, in her own words, “relentlessly sad”. Palmer had that covered, though. She encouraged the audience to yell, “Amanda, I’m too sad,” when it got too much for them, and she would play the opening uber-cheerful riff to “Coin-Operated Boy” to lighten the atmosphere. They yelled it as needed and it worked.

Amanda Palmer, Photo By Kahn and Selesnick

The show opens with an announcement from a British-accented voice, which lays out the usual request to silence cellphones. As the audience realizes it’s actually Neil Gaiman (reknowned author and Palmer’s husband since 2011) speaking, he gently launches in to a list of the life events we are about to experience in the show.

Most of the songs Palmer played are from her just-released album, “There Will Be No Intermission”. The songs were written over the last seven years, her work funded by the more than 15,000 Patrons who support her directly through her Patreon ( She laid them out chronologically, sharing intensely personal stories between each song. Stories of the deaths of loved ones, her struggle with the decision to become a mother, and the abortions and miscarriage that happened on the way there. Palmer fan or not, the stories were heartfelt and intentionally, brutally open on subjects that rarely are discussed in such a public forum. It was impossible not to be moved.

Amanda Palmer, Photo: Amy Singer

Palmer’s voice was rich and rested, as she accompanied herself on her grand piano or ukulele. She slowed down her usual tempo on “The Thing About Things”, making intense eye contact with the audience as she clearly delivered the lyrics.

And I lay in bed with my phone in my hand

Thinking “What can I fix with which app”

Cos the thing about things is that they can start meaning things

Nobody actually said

And if you’re not allowed to love people alive

Then you learn how to love people dead

Palmer’s lyrics are intelligent, pointed and often poignant without being sappy. She’s a proud practitioner of radical empathy, even when it goes beyond what the left wing considers appropriate. She doesn’t care. Or rather, she cares intensely about people (even the bad ones) and too bad if you’re not okay with that.

The audience was fine with that; in fact, that’s why they were there. Palmer is clear about her role in the world: “As an artist,” she said, “my job is to take the dark and make light.”

It’s a shame the imprinted hankies she’d ordered for the merch table didn’t make it in time for the Toronto show. The audience could have used them. Never mind. They got showered with three hours of intense and beautiful truth.

Sample the album here. The tour continues in the US and moves to Europe and onwards in September.

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  1. It was, as every show I’ve seen AFP perform in, an “experience”. Unlike normal musical acts, Amanda shares herself as well as her music; there are no sacred cows. The level of intensity and community at her shows, and the embarrassing amount of emotional outpouring evoked in we the observers/sharers, make these some of the most heartbreaking AND uplifting experiences one can have in a group setting.

    The album is of that arty/outside-the-lines style a commercial artist who has reached a level of economic comfort can risk putting out there, focused on message and meaning. The show was a perfect liner notes accompaniment to the songs, providing context and it certainly elevated my appreciation for all of them…and AFP’s humor and visualizations made the songs even more poignant and in some cases, uproariously funny.

    I remember the first time I saw AFP live; her power as entertainer, performer, sharer, and up lifter made it an unforgettable night. Every time I have seen her since her skills of voice, composition and keyboard/piano have evolved to a point where she is equally a musician, an entertainer, and a force of nature.

    I’m so glad that the patreon model has allowed her freedom to continue to make art instead of merely product, and I hope any who have the opportunity to see and share with her, don’t let that chance be lost!

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