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Who Broke Up With Amanda Palmer? (Spoiler: ME.)
Okay, SO. Evelyn Evelyn. Let's talk about it.
Ever since I found out who she was, way back in 2005 when I was just a wee Ish who listened to the Dresden Dolls more than was entirely healthy, I have adored Amanda Palmer. I don't mean that I like her music or find her interesting or think she is hot like ten thousand glorious suns (although all of these things are true!). I mean that since I was sixteen years old I have fucking worshiped her. Her music didn't just move me or speak to me, it was me. She was messy and complicated and funny and weird and desperate for attention and aware of herself and lonely and happy and everything I was, pretty much, and I fucking loved her for it.
And then came Evelyn Evelyn.
When I first learned about this band, the fact that it was kind of ableist definitely registered and made me intensely uncomfortable. The idea of anyone appropriating an identity that is not theirs- that they have no right to claim- is fucked up. It would be different, I think, if she was just writing songs from the point of view of a cojoined person (although even that is problematic), but to dress up as one? To play the part of a minority you're not a part of for a fucking lark? Not okay. Really, really not okay.
But it's AMANDA, I thought. She can't not make something awesome out of this. It's probably all gonna be a statement! About disabled rights, and exploitation, and... um... artifice! And stuff! Yeah!
And then I read this, and this. And that uncomfortable feeling got stronger. The idea of her dressing up as a disabled person was bad, but the way she constructed the twins as "real people" somehow affected me way worse. Not only was she cashing in on the suffering of a minority (of which she is not a part- don't talk to me about "Oasis" and how this is the exact same thing, the difference is she actually experienced date rape and abortion but she has never experienced disability), but the way she wrote the twins was so... so privileged. They aren't fully realized people even in her own mind. They're shy, fey women-children, victims (always ALWAYS victims because God knows disabled people can never be anything else amirite???) of hideous circumstances who somehow managed to come through it all with their innocence intact, ~*~rising above~*~ their awful body through the healing power of song- and with the help of an able-bodied messiah who graciously decides to make them famous. This is not a new story. This is not a new take on disability. These characters are not people. They're dolls.
I mean, for God's sake, they're afraid of beards. BEARDS.
But... it's AMANDA, I thought, a little desperately this time. Sure, maybe she doesn't get it, but maybe she just hasn't thought about it properly!
Because whatever privilege we have- and most of us have some form of it or another- we've all had that experience where we think something is cool and weird and transgressive until we, you know, learn something about people without that privilege and realize that actually, that's kind of fucked up and not cool at all really. I've done it; I can't count all the times I've looked back at things I wrote as a teenager and felt a deep, unhappy shudder of shame as I realized that my privilege wasn't just showing, but hanging all out and flapping in the wind.* You've probably done it, either with something you've created or something you were really into or something you just didn't think too hard about. Recognizing and confronting your own privilege is difficult, and it takes time, and it's always an evolving process. I'll probably wake up tomorrow and realize that something I did yesterday was fucked up, and I will feel ashamed of myself and mope about it for a little while and then make a committed effort to not do it again. Because that's how this shit works. You've got to learn as you go, and part of the learning process involves learning the many and varied ways you've been a dick to people who aren't like you. Sad but true.
So, I thought, maybe since there are people calling her out on this, she'll rethink things. Maybe she'll take a second look at this project. Maybe she'll take these critiques to heart.
I really hoped she would. Because she was AMANDA FUCKING PALMER. She was who I looked up to, who I admired, who I wanted to goddamn be.
And then came this:
setting aside 846 emails and removing the disabled feminists from her mental periphery, @amandapalmer sat down to plan her next record.
"Removing the disabled feminists from her mental periphery."
"Removing the disabled feminists from her mental periphery."
"Removing the disabled feminists from her mental periphery."
"Removing the disabled feminists from her mental periphery."
"Removing the disabled feminists from her mental periphery."
"Removing the disabled feminists from her mental periphery."
"Removing the disabled feminists from her mental periphery."
"Removing the disabled feminists from her mental periphery."
Because that's how you respond to people who call you out on your shit- you gaily throw them out of your headspace and carry on without learning a goddamn thing.
Because examining your privilege is boring, and your imaginary two-headed freak show is way, way more important than real live people.
Because they just don't understand your art.
Because they're just reading too much into it.
Because who gives a fuck what they think, they're just a bunch of whiny bitches.
I love the Dresden Dolls. I love Who Killed Amanda Palmer? I love her words and her music and her art and her blog and her everything, my God, I really do.
But I can't love this, and I can't support it, and I can't describe how awful and lonely and disappointed it makes me feel.
ETA: Looks like Jason Webley (kinda) gets it. :D?
* One of the more fucked up ones I found, written when I was thirteen: a black tribe that worshiped a white goddess. I know. I KNOW.
Ever since I found out who she was, way back in 2005 when I was just a wee Ish who listened to the Dresden Dolls more than was entirely healthy, I have adored Amanda Palmer. I don't mean that I like her music or find her interesting or think she is hot like ten thousand glorious suns (although all of these things are true!). I mean that since I was sixteen years old I have fucking worshiped her. Her music didn't just move me or speak to me, it was me. She was messy and complicated and funny and weird and desperate for attention and aware of herself and lonely and happy and everything I was, pretty much, and I fucking loved her for it.
And then came Evelyn Evelyn.
When I first learned about this band, the fact that it was kind of ableist definitely registered and made me intensely uncomfortable. The idea of anyone appropriating an identity that is not theirs- that they have no right to claim- is fucked up. It would be different, I think, if she was just writing songs from the point of view of a cojoined person (although even that is problematic), but to dress up as one? To play the part of a minority you're not a part of for a fucking lark? Not okay. Really, really not okay.
But it's AMANDA, I thought. She can't not make something awesome out of this. It's probably all gonna be a statement! About disabled rights, and exploitation, and... um... artifice! And stuff! Yeah!
And then I read this, and this. And that uncomfortable feeling got stronger. The idea of her dressing up as a disabled person was bad, but the way she constructed the twins as "real people" somehow affected me way worse. Not only was she cashing in on the suffering of a minority (of which she is not a part- don't talk to me about "Oasis" and how this is the exact same thing, the difference is she actually experienced date rape and abortion but she has never experienced disability), but the way she wrote the twins was so... so privileged. They aren't fully realized people even in her own mind. They're shy, fey women-children, victims (always ALWAYS victims because God knows disabled people can never be anything else amirite???) of hideous circumstances who somehow managed to come through it all with their innocence intact, ~*~rising above~*~ their awful body through the healing power of song- and with the help of an able-bodied messiah who graciously decides to make them famous. This is not a new story. This is not a new take on disability. These characters are not people. They're dolls.
I mean, for God's sake, they're afraid of beards. BEARDS.
But... it's AMANDA, I thought, a little desperately this time. Sure, maybe she doesn't get it, but maybe she just hasn't thought about it properly!
Because whatever privilege we have- and most of us have some form of it or another- we've all had that experience where we think something is cool and weird and transgressive until we, you know, learn something about people without that privilege and realize that actually, that's kind of fucked up and not cool at all really. I've done it; I can't count all the times I've looked back at things I wrote as a teenager and felt a deep, unhappy shudder of shame as I realized that my privilege wasn't just showing, but hanging all out and flapping in the wind.* You've probably done it, either with something you've created or something you were really into or something you just didn't think too hard about. Recognizing and confronting your own privilege is difficult, and it takes time, and it's always an evolving process. I'll probably wake up tomorrow and realize that something I did yesterday was fucked up, and I will feel ashamed of myself and mope about it for a little while and then make a committed effort to not do it again. Because that's how this shit works. You've got to learn as you go, and part of the learning process involves learning the many and varied ways you've been a dick to people who aren't like you. Sad but true.
So, I thought, maybe since there are people calling her out on this, she'll rethink things. Maybe she'll take a second look at this project. Maybe she'll take these critiques to heart.
I really hoped she would. Because she was AMANDA FUCKING PALMER. She was who I looked up to, who I admired, who I wanted to goddamn be.
And then came this:
setting aside 846 emails and removing the disabled feminists from her mental periphery, @amandapalmer sat down to plan her next record.
"Removing the disabled feminists from her mental periphery."
"Removing the disabled feminists from her mental periphery."
"Removing the disabled feminists from her mental periphery."
"Removing the disabled feminists from her mental periphery."
"Removing the disabled feminists from her mental periphery."
"Removing the disabled feminists from her mental periphery."
"Removing the disabled feminists from her mental periphery."
"Removing the disabled feminists from her mental periphery."
Because that's how you respond to people who call you out on your shit- you gaily throw them out of your headspace and carry on without learning a goddamn thing.
Because examining your privilege is boring, and your imaginary two-headed freak show is way, way more important than real live people.
Because they just don't understand your art.
Because they're just reading too much into it.
Because who gives a fuck what they think, they're just a bunch of whiny bitches.
I love the Dresden Dolls. I love Who Killed Amanda Palmer? I love her words and her music and her art and her blog and her everything, my God, I really do.
But I can't love this, and I can't support it, and I can't describe how awful and lonely and disappointed it makes me feel.
ETA: Looks like Jason Webley (kinda) gets it. :D?
* One of the more fucked up ones I found, written when I was thirteen: a black tribe that worshiped a white goddess. I know. I KNOW.
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But this, from her, and from all the great people involved in the project is just....wow. I cannot even believe she's essentially refusing to hear the opinions of the dissenters. I don't understand how it's being justified in her mind.
And I feel so much empathy for all of my friends who looked up to her. I can't imagine the disappointment I would feel if my idols did this kind of thing. ♥ to you bb, and to everyone who feels betrayed. And here's to hoping that she'll wake up and realize why this is not okay.
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I don't understand that either. Apparently she's blocked some people on Twitter who've tried to argue with her about it, which... no. Just no. :(
Thanks, Shay. ♥
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D: amanda. D:!
i cannot even.
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Ahh man, I am so sad and angry about it all.
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And it wouldn't have been if she'd just engaged.
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we should be friends?
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(I agree re: friendage!)
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i've talked to him about women's rights before! he's just spitting in my face as a feminist. FUCK OFF.
but yeah... amanda :(
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Really? What did he say? He doesn't seem like the kind of dude who would bother talking about something that serious, tbh.
Amanda. :(
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yeah, i met victoria before the show and i thought to ask her if she was a feminist and she said (in short) that she isn't because feminists are "ruining the gentleman" by yelling at men who hold the door open for them. after the show i asked gabe how he felt about that- he said that he doesn't like labels or -isms, so he wouldn't say he's a feminist, but he's very much in support of equal rights. also, a bit before the hot mess video came out, he donated some money to a women's shelter. buying off your guilt much? that, or he actually doesn't see his public work as sexist. can't say.
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she said (in short) that she isn't because feminists are "ruining the gentleman" by yelling at men who hold the door open for them
... there is not enough :/ in the WORLD.
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but yeah, gabe is still political. his 'ironic' shtick is actually ironic- the problem lies in that he's stopped breAking character, so if you only tuned in for the last record (as many did), you don't know it's a game. but on his own time he still reads russian philosophers and shit.
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http://morethansides.blogspot.com/2010/01/on-rape-culture-amanda-palmer-and.html
My heart is so broken right now.
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:( Fuck the world, seriously.
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Exactly
(Anonymous) 2010-02-18 08:51 am (UTC)(link)Re: Exactly
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but that interview with spin did bother me, mostly because of the weird childishness of the answers. cojoined twins or not, it made them seem about 12 years old, which makes the idea of amanda & jason "producing" them weirdly exploitative. i think it's the way that they're promoting this project which is the problem. like you said, it's the "story" about the 'able-bodied messiah who graciously agrees to make them famous' that's the real problem, & the thing that's making most people uncomfortable. obviously, this whole "crip drag" thing is dubious to begin with, but maybe if there weren't such a problematic backstory to go with it... i don't know.
she recently re-tweeted something someone said about people dressing up as pirates with peg-legs & eyepatches, & no-one calling them out about making fun of the crippled or vision-impaired. maybe amanda thinks that people just think that she's making fun of cojoined twins, but that's really not the same as this idea of appropriating an identity you have no right to. then again, i thought nothing of this before i started reading the criticism. but it's like you said, with the amount of people calling her out on this, you'd think she'd rethink things a bit.
still, i'm waiting on her blog response. i totally don't think that what she's doing is okay (now i don't, because I Have Learned), but i really want to know how she's going to deal with the critique. i just hope that she deals like jason webley, graciously & apologetically, even if she does forge ahead & feel like she's doing the right thing for the sake of art or whatever, because there would be nothing more disappointing than her having a go at her fans for Not Getting It, considering the majority of her fans worship her & feel like she speaks out in a positive & groovy way against societal norms & the marginalisation of minorities.
so. the way she responds to this i think will dictate whether i walk away disappointed or not. either way, she's not standing in such a shiny light as before, which is a horrible fucking shame, because gerard way is all well & good up on that pedestal i've put him on, but i really fucking liked having a woman in the music industry i could look up to.
bah. & the 'raping' of 'katy perry' has bothered me more than i'd like to admit.
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On the one hand she says they are calling the shots, that she (Amanda) goes to them for approval of the blog, etc. Then publicly presents them as child-like? If she wants us to play along like they are real, then the grown ups are probably exploiting and taking advantage of women who are this stupid, no?
Anyway, my feeling is that they are presented as ridiculous freaks for us to either pity or laugh at. If they had any respect for disability then they would have presented them with vibrant personalities, their own dreams and goals and willfulness, not nincompoops who will sell their souls for twix candy. "Amanda sez this. Amanda sez that. We have no minds of our own, we do what Amanda tells us to do, and think what Amanda tells us to think. TWIX TWIX TWIX!" *PUKE*
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Their Twitter is so creepy. Yuck.
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Well there's more than that, also her twitter, saying that pain is inevitable but suffering is optional. I am a disabled woman with three herniated discs in my spine. When the pain is really high I have other physical reactions, I shake and sweat. There is no opting out of suffering unless Amanda is telling me to go kill myself.
I'd never disagree with the fact that brilliant art is controversial, imaginative, etc. But it also takes on the powerful not the marginalized. Making a fool of government and politicians, or religion, or social constructs like whiteness (white people and/or racism), and in this case Amanda could be taking on ableism, but I doubt it. She's going for the easy cheap laugh and taking on those politically weaker than herself. This just makes her a bully. I hope she proves me wrong, but since she is being dismissive already, that would be a miracle. She wanted to have a freak show and ridicule the grotesqueness of disability and we're ruining her fun.
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*nod* That interview was kind of a tipping point for me in terms of giving them the benefit of the doubt. The sleazy exploitative air gets even worse when you consider the fact that their backstory includes child pornography. Ugh. :(
Have you read her response yet? I wasn't impressed with it, honestly.
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i actually just finished posting a kind of lengthy discussion of the whole thing on my lj here (http://moondarri.livejournal.com/255479.html), if you're interested. my mind is still boggling at what a shitstorm this has become. (not because i think the responses are overreactions, but because - well, like the subject of your post, i didn't think something could happen like this that would make amanda fall so far in my esteem of her.)
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(a light of ABLEIST ASSHOLERY)
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(Anonymous) 2010-02-18 08:23 pm (UTC)(link)http://blog.amandapalmer.net/post/396762227/evelyn-evelyn-drama-drama#comment-35033756
http://blog.amandapalmer.net/post/396762227/evelyn-evelyn-drama-drama#comment-35040160
http://blog.amandapalmer.net/post/396762227/evelyn-evelyn-drama-drama#comment-35039584
http://blog.amandapalmer.net/post/396762227/evelyn-evelyn-drama-drama#comment-35032678
http://blog.amandapalmer.net/post/396762227/evelyn-evelyn-drama-drama#comment-35035864
http://blog.amandapalmer.net/post/396762227/evelyn-evelyn-drama-drama#comment-35032965
http://blog.amandapalmer.net/post/396762227/evelyn-evelyn-drama-drama#comment-35035127
Also,
-Ari
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Thank you for wading through those comments, darlin'- I couldn't stomach all the bullshit in the threads enough to find the good ones.
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I don't know what to say except that, as an artistic person, an person with able-bodied privilege and white privilege, I work really hard to make sure I don't co-opt what isn't mine when I write certain people. And it really baffles me that someone who seems as smart and talented as Amanda Palmer would not only NOT examine these things, but refuses to listen and then goes and does stuff like simulating the rape of a Kate Perry like character. Kate Perry is atrocious, but seriously, that's not subversive. That's just the same ol' misgynostic bullshit recycled over again (punish the uppity woman [ Perry ] by dominating or controlling her, I guess) and does exactly jack shit to help women in the music industry.
Wannabe really subversive, Amanda? Shut the fuck up and apologize when you're wrong, for starters.
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This feels like... like someone told me Carl Barat strangles kittens for fun. And it kind of makes me not want to be a fan of anything ever again, except possibly baby animals because they can't talk (and therefore DISAPPOINT ME) and are awesome.
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Amanda Palmer killed by Scientology
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