Forgetting (Part 2), AFP & A Giveaway!

Remember the other day when I wrote about how terribly forgetful I am? (I mean, I barely remember it, but I have this vague notion that I did.) Well, here’s another prime example of my forgetfulness: yesterday pre-sale tickets for Amanda Palmer’s Australian shows went on sale…and I forgot.

Exactly, Amanda. That’s the same look I had on my face when I realised.

Yes, I signed up for pre-sale tickets, received innumerable emails and passwords and reminders to buy tickets to see my favourite musician…and I forgot! I forgot all the way up until six pm yesterday (they went on sale at midday.) I really am that much of a scatterbrain. I got my tickets in the end, and seeing as the good seats were taken, I ended up getting tickets to another venue and am thus planning a ROAD TRIP for mid-february. I can’t wait!

Speaking of Ms. Palmer, I haven’t really talked about how much I adore her new Album. I got my copy of Theatre Is Evil in the mail a few weeks ago – both my hardcopy disc and digital download. I’ve been playing it ever since.

I don’t know what it is about Ms Palmer… I just identify with her. When you are a weird girl, you gravitate towards other weird girls. Sometimes, listening to her music makes me feel like I’m a teenager again. Remember what it was like to listen to music when you were 15? How you felt every second of it? How you could sit in a room, alone, with nothing else doing, and just listen, wide open? That’s kinda what listening to her music does for me. It’s a visceral sensation. She knows how to get in there.

Trout Heart Replica undid me a little. I listened to it for the first time walking down the hill to work, stumbling along, tears spilling down my face. (Ok, I admit it doesn’t take much to switch on my waterworks, but…) The Killing Type is fantastic and real and all over the place, just the way I like it. Lost is one of those happy songs that is also a little sad when you think of it, but utterly uplifting at the same time. Do It With A Rockstar is unrepentant and selfish and fun and crazy, just like me. Oh, and The Bed Song. And Berlin. And Bottomfeeder!

(Image via kateordie.tumblr.com)
Lyric from Trout Heart Replica

I could go on.

So I don’t have to, I’ve decided to do a little giveaway! Be gentle with me, it’s my first. If you would like to win a copy of Theatre Is Evil (CD & Digital Download), let me know about your favourite music/album/listening experience as a teenager.

(I’ll share first! Mine was the first listen through of Version 2.0 by Garbage. The weird rushing, windy tone that precedes the first song (Temptation Waits) still sends a little shiver down my spine as I remember how amazing it was play that album for the first time. I hold Shirley Manson partly responsible for making me into the person I am today.)

Post your stories below to enter! Winner will be selected randomly on the 18th of October. Post a link to your blog or contact details and if you don’t have one, be sure to include your email address so I can let you know!