3 years, 3 tours, 3 shots

things are fucking amazing.
tour is hard.
tour is great.
my brain is mush.
so much to tell, but it can wait.

for the time being….here are three photographs that make sense of my life.

they were all taken, in almost the exact same spot, by my good friend kyle cassidy. (www.kylecassidy.com, @finallykyle)
kyle, he is a ninja photographer.
and we, we are the masters of the 6-minute photoshoot.

i met kyle back in 2002 or 2003 in philly when he came to see the dolls open up for sleepytime gorilla museum. he invited us to crash with him and history started it’s usual course.
since then, i’ve crashed at his house countless times and we have taken thousands of photographs together….and now, we’ve made a book together.

this magic cobblestone alley is right outside the stage door of the Theater Of Living Arts on South Street in Philadelphia.

we didn’t mean for it to become a tradition, but it did….
all of these shots were taken about 2 minutes before hitting stage, almost exactly a year apart from each other, for the past 3 years.

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december 28, 2007.
two years ago.
on the dresden dolls’ “no, virginia” tour.

it was snowing. it was freezing.

brian didn’t come out with me, so i shot alone.

i miss him.

it was an amazing show.

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November 23, 2008.

one year ago.
on the “who killed amanda palmer” american tour.

with my beloved friends in the danger ensemble, who performed their asses off with me all through that hard winter…..

from left to right: Kat, Mark, Lyndon (violin), Tora, Steven.

it was freezing cold. but it was not snowing.
many of us had the flu.

i miss them.

it was an amazing show.

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November 18, 2009.

otherwise known as last night.

also known as the “touring amanda is still fucking touring because she can’t stop touring” world tour tour.

….with the fine fucking gentlemen of Nervous Cabaret, who are serving hard time as my back-up band and KILLING IT.

it was chilly, but not freezing.

the leaves, they were brand new and were so soft and yellow it was like they had fallen on the ground right that moment.

i don’t miss anyone.

they are all here with me in falls church virginia, backstage making trombone farting noises and eating wonderful food brought to us by a beautiful local girl named tash.

it will be an amazing show.