Amanda Palmer - Who Killed Amanda Palmer? (Roadrunner, 2008)

What better way to start a blog of album reviews that will be mostly metal than with someone is possibly the most feminine artist I listen to? I found out about Miss Amanda Fucking Palmer though her now husband, writer Neil Gaiman (my current favorite author of books and comics, I have a great story about him, ask me about it sometime). Neil wrote a companion book for this album. She was a member of the Dresden Dolls and the one album I've listened to of theirs (Yes, Vriginia...) I adore (see, feminine artist means feminine verbs). This is her first solo album. So let's give it a listen, shall we?

Commentary: 

• "GO!" Best way to start an album, no matter what genre.
• Why the right arm?
• The upper half of a human, especially one you love, is a horrifying thing to have as a reminder.
• Who needs love when there's Southern Comfort? Me, fuck SoCo. Gross coughsyrup tasting trash, SoCo is.
• Though you are correct, if I had a wicked sandwich, I would not need love.
• So if Blake believes that we all go to Alaska when we die, does that mean we all go to hell?
• Chemistry references and "cum shot girls" in the same song? This is why I live you, Amanda.
• Public Service Announcement: Never watch Faces of Death. Especially not while making out.
• I really was not expecting a showtune to show up in the middle of the album. But it's there. And it makes me happy.
• "Oasis" was actually the first AFP song I ever heard. Up-beat and about an abortion, I was a fan immediately. Thanks, Renee.

That was fun. Just the right amount of sad and happy and fun and fast and slow and piano keys being hammered. Amanda always comes up with the best harmonies. And her obviously untrained voice knows the exact parts of my brain to punch. Lyrically, she always surprises me, I'm never bored by what she says or how she says it. I could keep going with this, but I think you get it. I love her and if it wasn't for the fact that she doesn't shave her armpits, I would track her down and fail to steal her from Neil Gaiman.

Krom approves.

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