Alongside an utterly kick-ass backing band dubbed the Grand Theft Orchestra, Palmer did the opposite of waste a million bucks on the production of hands-down her best work since Who Killed Amanda Palmer in 2008. On Theatre, Palmer surrenders to her formerly self-denied aptitude for catchy, infectiously cheeky song craft with nostalgic nods to new wave with "Want It Back," "Massachusetts Avenue," and "Melody Dean," a zooming reimagining of the Knack's "My Sharona." Meanwhile, brooding sagas of broken relationships like "Grown Man Cry" and "The Bed Song," plus grand stompers "Do It with a Rockstar" and "The Killing Type," showcase Palmer's penchants for whimsicality and big production.

Our conversation takes a weird turn when I bring up the polarizing aura surrounding her in the Boston arts community. "There's a fundamental black heart that beats at the core of this city," she says. That sounds bad, until you factor in how many "You suck now that you're successful"-style rants from scenesters she's had to listen to. Also, she's right.

But whereas practically every band amounts to nothing more or less than an amalgam of influences, the unclassifiable Amanda Palmer always keeps things interesting. Meanwhile, scenesters are fucking lame.

< prev  1  |  2  | 
  Topics: Music Features , Boston, Music, Dresden Dolls,  More more >
| More


Most Popular
ARTICLES BY BARRY THOMPSON
Share this entry with Delicious
  •   HOW TO DESTROY ANGELS | WELCOME OBLIVION  |  March 13, 2013
    Whereas the monsters and ghosts of NIN songs can scream in your face and rip you to bits with their fangs, Welcome Oblivion tracks like techno-folk haunter "Ice Age" and the doom-pop jaunt "How Long?" make uncredited cameo appearances in your nightmares until you go insane and eat your own hands.
  •   JOHNNY MARR | THE MESSENGER  |  February 25, 2013
    Going solo is rarely a good decision. For every exception to the rule of who flourishes after unburdening themselves of the half-talents that have been holding them back — Justin Timberlake, for one — there are dozens of embarrassing Dee Dee Ramone rap albums that exist because Joey and Johnny Ramone weren't around to kibosh a terrible idea.
  •   WHAT'S F'N NEXT? BUKE AND GASE  |  January 29, 2013
    Almost every person I've told about Buke and Gase assumes that they'll hate this band, which isn't their fault.
  •   BLEEDING RAINBOW | YEAH RIGHT  |  January 23, 2013
    The only defect of the sort-of-but-not-really debut from Bleeding Rainbow (no longer called Reading Rainbow, possibly due to litigious ire festering under LeVar Burton's genial television persona) is that the Philly foursome merely hop off the launching point forged by Sonic Youth, My Bloody Valentine, and a handful of others from the oft-exalted grunge era.
  •   10 THINGS I WISH I KNEW BEFORE I STARTED PLAYING IN BANDS IN BOSTON  |  January 25, 2013
    We hear you just moved to "the Bean", and you're thinking about starting a real life rock-'n-roll band! Here's a bunch of bullshit you should know about.

 See all articles by: BARRY THOMPSON