"I Want You, But I Don't Need You" from An Evening with Neil Gaiman and Amanda Palmer.
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I Want You, But I Don't Need You

Veranito 2006

Eras Tu

Bombon

Baila Verano

Mi Mundo Sin Ti

"bigger on the inside"
music & lyrics written by Amanda Palmer.
ukulele/organ/vocals - Amanda Palmer
cello - Zoe Keating (http://www.zoekeating.com/)
recorded at Q Division in Somerville, Ma
mixed at Mad Oak Studios in Allston, Ma
engineered & mixed by Benny Grotto.
cello engineered and recorded by Zoe Keating.
photo used by kind permission
produced by Amanda Palmer, Zoe Keating and Benny Grotto. 

dedicated to Anthony Martignetti, Jeff Rusch, and Jeremy Geidt.

for a full post about this song, go to the public patreon post about it: http://bit.ly/AFPBigger

Bigger On The Inside (Demo)

Love Is All You Need

Tak harus memiliki

SEE/HEAR THE WHOLE PROJECT & READ THE WHOLE STORY: https://bit.ly/strungoutinheaven
.....
credits
from Strung Out In Heaven: A Bowie String Quartet Tribute, releases February 5, 2016 
Written/Composed By:  
David Bowie 
Published by:  Essex Music International 
Anna Calvi - Vocals/Guitar 
Artwork by Sarah Beetson
.....
LYRICS: 
Ground Control to Major Tom 
Ground Control to Major Tom 
Take your protein pills 
and put your helmet on 

Ground Control to Major Tom 
Commencing countdown, 
engines on 
Check ignition 
and may God's love be with you 

This is Ground Control 
to Major Tom 
You've really made the grade 
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear 
Now it's time to leave the capsule 
if you dare 

This is Major Tom to Ground Control 
I'm stepping through the door 
And I'm floating 
in a most peculiar way 
And the stars look very different today 

For here 
Am I sitting in a tin can 
Far above the world 
Planet Earth is blue 
And there's nothing I can do 

Though I'm past 
one hundred thousand miles 
I'm feeling very still 
And I think my spaceship knows which way to go 
Tell my wife I love her very much 
she knows 

Ground Control to Major Tom 
Your circuit's dead, 
there's something wrong 
Can you hear me, Major Tom? 
Can you hear me, Major Tom? 
Can you hear me, Major Tom? 
Can you.... 

Here am I floating 
round my tin can 
Far above the Moon 
Planet Earth is blue 
And there's nothing I can do.


Space Oddity (Featuring Neil Gaiman)

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this song was written in memory of anthony: best friend, cancer victim, weapons enthusiast, life-saver and….it’s a long story. but a good one. 
read it here: bit.ly/AFPMachete

PLEASE LISTEN WITH HEADPHONES IF POSSIBLE.
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the band:
amanda palmer - piano and vocals
jherek bischoff - electric bass, string arrangement, mixing & mastering engineer, bad-ass
ben folds - drums, spiritual editor
ryan lerman - electric guitar 
aniela marie perry -  cello
lauren elizabeth baba -  viola
crystal brooke alforque -  violin

sound engineers: 
chris kahn at eastwest studio LA (band)
jaron luksa at the rattle room (vocals and strings)

thanks to mayumi heider for cat-herding, and to mayumi, risa luksa, and gracie folds for childcare.


lyrics:
MACHETE. 

i have never liked the box of knives 
you said was a paradox because you’re kind 
but withstood a childhood that robbed you blind 
of love that was safe and so you learned to fight 
x3 

what do i do with this stuff? 
it seems like yesterday i called you up 
i had a terrible case of the past 
i didn’t know how to get it off 
i didn’t know how to get it off 

and you took 
your machete 
and you sliced through the vines that wrapped around me 
and you said 
i don’t know what i’m doing 
so i’ll just keep on cutting 
it’s worth a little blood to get your arms free 

i have never liked the box of knives 
you said was a paradox because you’re kind 
but withstood a childhood that robbed you blind 
of love that was safe and so you learned to fight 
x2 

what do i do with this stuff? 
it seems like yesterday i was in love 
i kept of covering the soft parts up 
i didn’t know how to get them off 
i didn’t know how to get them off 

and you took your machete 
and you hacked through the woods in the surrounding 
and you said 
i don’t know where i’m going 
i just know that i’m heading from 
the dead things piling up behind me 

and you took 
your machete 
and you carved out a path to my chest and you said see 
there’s nothing not worth keeping 
you’ve felt so many beatings 
but 
nothing’s going to work if you believe me 
nothing’s going to work if you believe me 

i have never liked the box of knives 
you said was a paradox because you’re kind 
but withstood a childhood that robbed you blind 
of love that was safe and so you learned to fight 
x2 

i have never liked the box of knives 
i took it to the oceanside the day you died 
i stood out on the dock 
no matter how hard i tried 
i couldn’t drop them in 
and i collapsed and cried: 

what do i do with this stuff? 
it seems like yesterday you were alive 
and it’s as if you never really died 
and it’s as if you never really died. 

and you took 
your machete 
and you said boo guess who 
but seriously, beauty 
you said 
see ? 
you get the drill now don’t you 
it’s not a will or won’t 
you can’t keep making symbols out of nothing 

so i took your machete 
and i sliced off your head and you laughed 
and you said see 
it’s just like anti matter 
it’s dumbo’s magic feather 
you don’t need me here to cut you 
you don’t need me here to cut you 
you don’t need me here to cut you 
you don’t need me here to cut you 

free.

Machete (Demo)

Who Killed Amanda Palmer

Runs in the Family

Astronaut

"The Wolf Song" by Amanda Palmer & Jason Webley, off their new project 'Sketches For the Musical JIB'.

*POWERED BY PATRONS*….read the entire story behind this song and download the music (for FREE/PAY-WHAT-YOU-CAN) and support the making of more art HERE: http://amandapalmer.net/sketchesforthemusicaljib/

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Credits:
These recordings are demos of songs written for The Windmill Factory and Old Sound Room’s 2016 production of “JIB, or: The Child Who Went Forth To Learn What Fear Was”. The songs are adapted from original concepts by Michael McQuilken.

All songs written and performed by Amanda Palmer and Jason Webley.

Amanda: vocals, piano, drums, banging on the door
Jason: vocals, guitars, accordion, bass, ukulele, etc

The Wolf Song, The Fear Song and The Star Song recorded by Kevin Salem at The Distortion Tank.
All other tracks recorded in the Viking Hall by Jason Webley.
Mixed and mastered by Jason Webley.

All songs (C) 2016 by Eight Foot Music (ASCAP) and Music That Tears Itself Apart (SESAC).

---

Lyrics:

Who’s that? Who’s there?
Who’s that? Who’s there?
What’s that? Who’s there?
Who’s that? Who’s there?
You look nothing like my father
You look nothing like my father
You look nothing like my father
You look nothing like my father

Who’s there? What’s that sound
Who’s there? Hello? Is that you?
Who’s that? You came back!
Who’s there? Who’s outside?
Who’s that? You came back!
Who’s there?
You sound nothing like my father
You sound nothing like my father
You sound nothing like my father
You sound nothing like my father

You said you’d be back in hour
You said you’d be back in hour
You said you’d be back in hour
What’s this?
Those eyes, that mouth, that sound
Who’s that? Who’s outside?
Pounding the door What’s that noise?
You look sort of like my father
You look sort of like my father
You look sort of like my father
You look sort of like my father

You said you’d be back in hour
You said you’d be back in hour
You said you’d be back by tomorrow
You said you’d be back by tomorrow
You said you’d be back by tomorrow

Who’s that? Smashing glass?
Scratching, thrashing, screaming my name
Twitching threatening and shaking the latch
Dad is that you, are you back?
Who’s that? Who’s that?
You look exactly like my father
Exactly like my father
You’re exactly like my father
You’re exactly like my father

You said you’d be back in hour
You said you’d be back in hour
You said you’d be back by tomorrow
You said you’d be back by tomorrow

You said you’d be back by the weekend
You said you’d be back by the weekend
You said you’d be back for my birthday
You said you’d be back for my birthday
You said you’d be back for my birthday
Little girl little girl let me come in
Little girl little girl let me come in
Little girl little girl let me come in.

The Wolf Song

"The Fear Song" by Amanda Palmer & Jason Webley, off their new project 'Sketches For the Musical JIB'.

*POWERED BY PATRONS*….read the entire story behind this song and download the music (for FREE/PAY-WHAT-YOU-CAN) and support the making of more art HERE: http://amandapalmer.net/sketchesforthemusicaljib/

---

Credits:
These recordings are demos of songs written for The Windmill Factory and Old Sound Room’s 2016 production of “JIB, or: The Child Who Went Forth To Learn What Fear Was”. The songs are adapted from original concepts by Michael McQuilken.

All songs written and performed by Amanda Palmer and Jason Webley.

Amanda: vocals, piano, drums, banging on the door
Jason: vocals, guitars, accordion, bass, ukulele, etc

The Wolf Song, The Fear Song and The Star Song recorded by Kevin Salem at The Distortion Tank.
All other tracks recorded in the Viking Hall by Jason Webley.
Mixed and mastered by Jason Webley.

All songs (C) 2016 by Eight Foot Music (ASCAP) and Music That Tears Itself Apart (SESAC).

---

Lyrics:

I don’t want to scare you but we need to talk
It’s only fair that you know a few things about me before we start
And if you determine after learning of this little issue of mine
That you need to go
I won’t be surprised

You strike me as someone who’s seen quite a lot
But in my honest opinion I doubt this’ll work like you thought
There’s something specific I need you to do if you’re up to the task
(Which you don’t seem to be from the way that
You’re still staring back with no change of expression)
But hey — you can give it a shot

I wish I was I wish I was
I wish I wish I wish i was
I wish I was I wish I was
I wash I was afraid because

I’ve seen how people work
I’ve watched them all these years
They are not driven by ambition
All their motors run on fear
Each one afraid of aging, dying
Being lonely, getting caught
They’re terrified of moving on
But scared of staying here

I bared my neck to the teeth of a knife
They’ve held my head under the water for minutes — I didn’t mind
I’ve been blind, bound and tied at the mercy of strangers,
they beat me, whatever
My heart didn’t race — I was fine

I got them to hang me from terrible heights
They took me to places of poverty, malice, unspeakable
war — I have seen people die
They left me at night in the heart of the forest, the air full of noises,
The creatures that eat us just feet from my face,
As their wild cries sounded, and darkness surrounded
And still I did not bat an eye

I wish I was I wish I was
I wish I was afraid because
I wish I was I wish I was
Afraid afraid afraid because
I wish I was I wish because
I wish I was afraid because
I wish I was I wish I was
I wish I was afraid because
I wish I was I wish I was
I wish I was afraid because
I wish I wish I wish because
If you’re not scared, you’re not in love

The Fear Song

Pay What You Want

Idioteque

Artwork by Shepard Fairey

To read Amanda's blog about this song, visit bit.ly/blog102711

Ukulele Anthem

this song was co-written by amanda palmer & jason webley insipred by - and in honor of - Meow Wolf's "House of Eternal Return", a "unique art experience featuring a wild new form of non-linear storytelling which unfolds through exploration, discovery and 21st century interactivity", in Santa Fe New Mexico. 

"The House is a 20,000 square foot art exhibit designed by the Meow Wolf collective. There are dozens of rooms, secret passages and interactive light and musical objects with which guests can play for hours or investigate the mystery of the Selig family, who disappeared one night after conducting a forbidden experiment inside their Victorian mansion. Who were the Seligs? Where did they go? and why is their home overrun by figures in white lab coats?"
learn more about the house HERE.
https://meowwolf.com/santa-fe/

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CREDITS
House of Eternal Return
By Amanda Palmer and Jason Webley
(C) 2018 by Eight Foot Music (ASCAP) and Music That Tears Itself Apart (SESAC).

Amanda Palmer: Vocals, Wurlitzer
Jason Webley: Vocals, wine glasses, Rhodes, percussion
Additional vocals and whispers by the Electric-Blanket-Video-Shoot-Wrap-Party Choir

Basic tracks engineered by Chris Bittner at Applehead Studio in Woodstock, NY.
Additional recording and mixing by Jason Webley.
Mixed and mastered by Jherek Bischoff

Special thanks to Ken Bogdanowicz, Chris Poage, Hoku Uchiyama, Matt Miller, and Vanishing Angle Film Studio

Original watercolor painting by Bayla Arietta  
www.baylaart.com

LYRICS
millions of us standing atop
millions of snow covered mountains
planting our flags, thrusting them in
waving our arms to be counted
but who is the woman alone in the kitchen
frozen in front of an easel
she looks like a portrait 
of somebody’s grandmother
still frame image retrieval 
standing there still
house on a hill 
after so many transmissions
telephone wires tangle the roof
but the origin story is missing
the origin story is missing
she hasn’t gone out in twenty-five years
caged under plaster and ivy
her eyes fix on something out on the horizon
a mountain of leaves gathered drying 
to burn to burn to burn

look at this view, look all around 
tied to the deck that our dad made
there’s no room to move and we’re so proud
yes they made ‘em like that in the old days
they made em like that in the old days 
retracing patterns
with new coats of paint
fenced in by albums and journals
and they’re pulling her back
they keep drawing her in
into the house of eternal
return, return, return
house of eternal return
house of eternal return
house of eternal return

retracing patterns
the path to the door
she thinks of the hands of her father
laying down floor joists
framing up walls
one board after the other
one board after the other
there’s nowhere to rest in this cumbersome cavity
crushed under mortalness sadness and gravity
peeling off layers of skin cracked and blistering
scattering seeds, making scratches on history
head shoulders knees and toes, only the prophet knows
why we were planned obsolescent with vertigo
ridden like animals, flailing our tentacles
searching for shelter in derelict ventricles
she crosses the threshold, runs up the stairs
races through bedrooms and hallways
she stops at the canvas, a faithful depiction
the house she’s been entering always 
the house she’s been entering always
circling round heavenward bound,
a hundred and forty four thousand
this flesh isn’t right, the fit is too tight
this can’t be our permanent housing
this can’t be our permanent housing
this can’t be our permanent housing
house of eternal return
house of eternal return
house of eternal return
house of eternal return

House Of Eternal Return

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Want It Back

Lost

The Bed Song

Melody Dean

Berlin

Olly Olly Oxen Free

Debut live album released by the Dresden Dolls in 2003.

Missed Me

Coin-Operated Boy

The Time Has Come

Mrs. O

Bank of Boston Beauty Queen

Truce

The classic Nirvana track done Amanda Palmer & The Grand Theft Orchestra style. Digital download available in your choice of high-quality MP3, Apple Lossless or FLAC audio files.

Polly (Nirvana cover)

Amanda Palmer Goes Down Under. THE ode to the Antipodes. A collection of originals, covers, live recordings, and collaborations with friends and family in Australia and New Zealand.

Map of Tasmania (feat. The Young Punx)

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