Amanda Palmer: “I’m a weirdo…” #a2n

It's been surely bizarre: Imagine the almost naked architecture of an industrial building's hall from 75 years ago, and a vaudeville figurine in lingerie playing her ukulele right below the ceiling up on an open stair. With a quiet yet growing voice she started. No mic at all. Not that she was in need of one: "I'm a creep... I'm a weirdo..."