I Love SpoiltPig

WAS AWESOME.

Saw Amanda Palmer at Oran Mor last night, was pretty bummed about Jason Webley and other music makers not being able to make it over from the US but but but BUT HE WAS THERE, on a laptop screen, plugged into a speaker and they played. They fucking played Evelyn Evelyn together…from two different countries. at the same time. in two different countries. and I got to see it!  Technology is fucking ace, it really is.

Evelyn Evelyn 1 -  Volcanic ash 0

I’m too fucked up drunk still to do this properly and link up all the fantastic people involved in the gig but I beg you to google search Evelyn Evelyn and get into it,  it’s easy done.

Also, I made presents and like the big weirdo I am, made someone else hand it over.  I was too mortified at the time to actually appreciate anything that was happening. Fear is stupid. Being embarrassed about giving presents is stupid. Being taken aback by a hug is stupid!

So like, if Amanda Fucking Palmer reads this…

“WOW, show was fucking awesome. You rock. Thanks for a fantastic night!  It was wonderful and all kinds of fucked up brilliance.  and thanks for the hug. Hugs are lovely.  I really hope you like/d the present, I hope Jason likes it too(I got an email, I think he does, maybe he was being polite).  Hope you’ve had a good night, hope the rest of the tour is ace for you. Goodnight”

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and for everyone who didn’t already spot it on facebook/flickr, this is what I made:

This is the shit that happens when you chill the fuck out.  I’m so happy I closed the shop the other week. SO HAPPY now. All I needed was that one week to realise how off track I’d gotten.  Making things for money can be so ugly.  It’s stressful and tiring and eats away at all the good stuff in you.   So I took a break and gave myself some space….and then ended up making more things anyway :)  and it felt GOOD. To makes something completely for me, something I didn’t have to worry ‘will anyone buy this?’ – I didn’t have to force myself to sit down and design things, it just happened. I heard a song, I sang along, I made a little scribble doodle and then turned  it into something else and it was FUN and it was EASY and lovely.   and it gave me the little boost I needed to get my shit together and I ended up doing a market in Glasgow before the gig.  I made enough money to pay my phonebill and give me this absolutely stinking hangover and one girl squealed and jumped up and down when she spied my stall. It was lovely. Everyone was lovely.

to summarise, I had an awesome weekend and I think it’s all because of Evelyn Evelyn.