We had the amazing good fortune to see the delicious Amanda Palmer recently. It was a small club, one we’d never been to before.
If you don’t know this dazzling performer with a big, big voice and biting wit (not to mention concert-hall-worthy piano-playing), we recommend you check her out. Formerly of the Dresden Dolls, Amanda Palmer has been out on her own promoting Who Killed Amanda Palmer, and what an album it is.
Now, not everybody likes to make love to cabaret, but Amanda Palmer makes us shiver, producing major clit jolts in us.
Most of our lesbian friends in New York adore her. They’d no doubt get down on the floor and do most anything for this woman, given the chance.
And yes, we have a six-degrees-of-separation situation with Amanda Palmer. Apparently she’s good friends with Kim Airs, the woman who introduced us.
Amanda looked lovely in a long green gown with skinny straps. She wandered into the space and through the audience strumming a little ukulele. Given the profusion of porkpie hats in the room—a tribute to the cabaret style of Dresden Dolls’ Brian Viglione–we weren’t sure which porkpie was going to bow down first.
What we did notice was the effects of the music on the packed crowd. Wandering through a nearly empty backroom to hit the ladies’ room, Christi noticed a big boy in a suit—he could have been Tony Soprano risen from the dead, from the looks of him.
Tony there was sitting back in the shadows at a corner table…a look of pure bliss on his face as he glanced at the ceiling. Then, the slightest movement from his lap. Dark hair.
Ah, Christi had wondered why he was wearing his overcoat. He was getting a little head while Amanda Palmer sang “Coin Operated Boy.” She is good music for sex.
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Amanda Palmer
We had the amazing good fortune to see the delicious Amanda Palmer recently. It was a small club, one we’d never been to before.
If you don’t know this dazzling performer with a big, big voice and biting wit (not to mention concert-hall-worthy piano-playing), we recommend you check her out. Formerly of the Dresden Dolls, Amanda Palmer has been out on her own promoting Who Killed Amanda Palmer, and what an album it is.
Now, not everybody likes to make love to cabaret, but Amanda Palmer makes us shiver, producing major clit jolts in us.
Most of our lesbian friends in New York adore her. They’d no doubt get down on the floor and do most anything for this woman, given the chance.
And yes, we have a six-degrees-of-separation situation with Amanda Palmer. Apparently she’s good friends with Kim Airs, the woman who introduced us.
Amanda looked lovely in a long green gown with skinny straps. She wandered into the space and through the audience strumming a little ukulele. Given the profusion of porkpie hats in the room—a tribute to the cabaret style of Dresden Dolls’ Brian Viglione–we weren’t sure which porkpie was going to bow down first.
What we did notice was the effects of the music on the packed crowd. Wandering through a nearly empty backroom to hit the ladies’ room, Christi noticed a big boy in a suit—he could have been Tony Soprano risen from the dead, from the looks of him.
Tony there was sitting back in the shadows at a corner table…a look of pure bliss on his face as he glanced at the ceiling. Then, the slightest movement from his lap. Dark hair.
Ah, Christi had wondered why he was wearing his overcoat. He was getting a little head while Amanda Palmer sang “Coin Operated Boy.” She is good music for sex.
Here’s Amanda Palmer performing “Coin Operated Boy”:
(Or, if you can’t see this, watch Amanda Palmer here at YouTube.)
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Yours in good love and sex,
Nan & Christi
nan@fatalemedia.com
christi@fatalemedia.com
Tags: Amanda Palmer, One Night Stand, public sex
This entry was posted on Thursday, April 16th, 2009 at 12:04 am and is filed under Lesbian Life, Sex Commentary. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. You can leave a response, or trackback from your own site.