1.

Meow Meow Introduces The Grand Theft Orchestra

2. Smile (Pictures or It Didnt Happen)
3. The Killing Type
4. Do It with a Rockstar
5. Want It Back
6. Grown Man Cry
7. Trout Heart Replica
8. A Grand Theft Intermission
9. Lost
10. Bottomfeeder
11. The Bed Song
12. Massachusetts Avenue
13. Melody Dean
14. Berlin
15. Olly Olly Oxen Free

THE GRAND THEFT ORCHESTRA IS

AMANDA FUCKING PALMER: vocals, piano, synthesizers
JHEREK BISCHOFF: vocals, upright bass, guitar
MICHAEL MCQUILKEN: vocals, drums, percussion, programming
CHAD RAINES: vocals, guitar, trumpet, keyboards, programming

Meow Meow
Introduces
The Grand
Theft ORCHESTRA
MEINE DAMEN UND HERREN
Wie knnte ich meine Pulsadern
aufschneiden, wenn ich nicht
aufhren kann zu tanzen?
Unverforen und ganz verloren,
direkt aus New York City, THE
GRAND THEFT ORCHESTER!
Smile
(Pictures or It
Didnt Happen)
smile
you can forget about your life
smile
you can forget about your life
the truth will follow you
the truth will follow you
the proof will swallow you up
holy shit you got some action
pictures or it didnt happen
smile smile
your teeth are broke
and its all right
smile smile
your teeth are broke
and its all right
theyll break the best of you
theyll break the best of you
it makes you beautiful
so fists into the lips of fashion
pictures or it didnt happen
i had such an awful dream
last night
everybodys faces were too tight
please dont leave me
in this nightless light
god im gonna miss you
when you....
smile
the end is near
and its high time
smile smile smile
the end is near
and its high time
the lights amazing man
so time your instagram
the rapture
swallowing the land
but were the last
ones laughing
pictures or it didnt happen
(get it cos well all be dead
and no one dead can
use a camera)

i had such an awful dream

last night
everybodys faces
went all white
everybody in the world
was either
getting killed or getting footage of the killing
that they sent to surgeons
working in the sky
i dont wanna
i dont wanna go to
i dont wanna go to cali
i dont wanna go to california
I DONT WANT TO DIE
I DONT WANT TO DIE
I DONT WANT TO DIE
THE KILLING TYPE
i wouldnt kill to win a war
i dont get what they do it for
its all so terribly vague
i see the pictures from a thousand years of battle
and i think its such a bore
i walk new orleans with a knife
like mackie hidden out of sight
but id be useless
if they jumped
im really not the killing type
im not the killing type
im not the killing type
im not im not
im not the killing type im not
ive got a picture of your mum
before the war
when she was young
shes got an etching
to her right
i think its funny
shes looking to the left
and its her son
i wouldnt kill to get you back
and ive officially been asked
i couldnt kill to save a life
id rather die a peaceful piece
of shit-bait shame-filled
coward
thanks
im not the killing type
im not the killing type
im not im not
im not the killing type im not
but i would kill
to make you feel

i dont mean kill

someone for real
i couldnt do that it is wrong
but i can say it in a song a
song a song
and im saying it
NOW im saying it
SO
even if you never
hear this song
somebody else will
know im saying it
NOW im saying it
SO
even if you never
hear this song
somebody else will know
know know know
i just cant explain
how good it feels
i just cant explain
how good it feels
i just cant explain
how good it feels
i just cant describe
i once stepped on a dying bird
it was a mercy killing
i couldnt sleep for a week
i kept feeling its
breaking bones i heard
that if you see a star at night
and the conditions
are just right
and you are standing on a cliff
then you can close your eyes
and make a wish
and take a step
and change somebodys life
im not the killing type
im not the killing type
im not im not
im not the killing type im not
but i would kill
to make you feel
id kill to move
your face an inch
i see you staring into space
i wanna stick my fist
into your mouth
and twist your arctic heart yes
i would kill to make you feel
i dont mean kill
someone for real
i couldnt do that it is wrong
but i can say it in a song a
song a song

and im saying it
NOW im saying it
SO
even if you never
hear this song
somebody else will
know im saying it
NOW im saying it
SO
even if you never
hear this song
somebody else will know
know know know
i just cant explain
how good it feels
i just cant explain
how good it feels
i just cant explain
how good it feels
i just cant describe
ibe ibe ibe
DIE DIE DIE DIE
DIE DIE DIE DIE
im not the killing type.
DO IT WITH A
ROCKSTAR
now i lay me
down to sleep
do you wanna dance?
do you wanna fight?
do you wanna get drunk
and stay the night?
no regrets
noblesse oblige
do you wanna dance?
do you wanna fight?
do you wanna get drunk
and stay the night?
do you wanna smoke till
our throats are sore?
make out and then talk
and then make out
some more?
do you wanna dance?
do you wanna fight?
do you wanna get drunk
and stay the night?
do you wanna know
all the things i do
when im all alone
and thinking about you?
do you wanna?

do you wanna?
do you wanna?
do you wanna?
do you do you
do you do you
do you do you
do you do you
do you wanna
go back home?
your animals are all alone
oh theres a chicken
waiting on the stove
and your cousin left his
dvd of swinging
in the seventies
or do you wanna
go back home
check your messages and
charge your phone?
oh are you really sure
you wanna go
when you could
do it with a rockstar?
do it with a rockstar
wait wait wait
ill be fine in a minute
wait wait wait
ill be fine in a minute
fine in a minute
I DONT WANT YOUR
BODY JUST A PART TO
LISTEN TO INXS
ALL THE PRACTICE IN THE
WORLD WONT
GET ME GOOD AT
LONELINESSLESS
LONELILESSNESS
LONELINESSLESS
NESSLESSNESSLESS
do you wanna dance?
do you wanna fight?
do you wanna get drunk
and stay the night?
do you wanna see
all my cavities?
talk about the crisis
in the middle east?
do you wanna get
really terrified?
ice caps are all melting
and were gonna die
do you wanna cry?
i can make you cry
do you wanna hit me,
baby, one more time?
do you wanna?
do you wanna?
do you wanna?

do you wanna?
do you do you
do you do you
do you do you
do you do you
do you wanna
go back home?
your animals are all alone
oh theres a chicken
waiting on the stove
and your cousin left his
dvd of swinging
in the seventies
and do you wanna
go back home
check your messages and
charge your phone?
oh are you really sure
you wanna go
when you could
do it with a rockstar?
do it with a rockstar
wait wait wait
ill be fine in a minute
wait wait wait
ill be fine in a minute
(do you wanna
go back home?)
wait wait wait
ill be fine in a minute
(do you wanna
go back home?)
wait wait wait
ill be fine in a minute
fine in a minute
fine in a minute
fine in a minute
fine in a minute
fine in a minute
fine in a minute
fine in a minute
fine in a minute
fine in a minute
WANT IT BACK
hearts on a string
like an older-fashioned
phone-can
BANG ringy ring
and you think
youre gonna get some
thing you can bring to a
party at your wake not
thinking of the thing that
you pay back when you
take it
take it
like rats in a cage
pushed the button

got the shock trick

snickers in your bag
had your number
but i lost it
bets are all off youre
a lily-livered giver indie
in the hidden costs youre
a sucker and you win
it doesnt matter
if you want it back
youve given it away
youve given it away
it doesnt matter
if you want it back
youve given it away
away away away
away away oh
hes already
on the outskirts
im still pulling
at his sweatshirt
he says fate is not a factor
im in love with every actor
so
once when your gone and
i wanna do it backwards
just like the song were
addicted to the L-word
up past your head
down your back
around your ankles
ready for attack
youre upstaged
and then youre strangled
cringe like youre cursed
with your wrecking
ball-y necklace
i saw it first and i crushed
it with my hamfist
high for the contest
whos the better
not see
eye to eye to eye
and now youre blind
and you cant catch me
catch me
if you can

if you can
(im in love with
every actor)
it doesnt matter
if you want it back
youve given it away
youve given it away
it doesnt matter
if you want it back
youve given it away
youve given it away
hes already
on the outskirts
im still pulling
at his sweatshirt
he says fate is not a factor
im in love with
every actor
i will let you go if you will
let some
i will let you go
if you will let somebody
i will let you go if you will
let somebody love you
i will let you go if you will
let somebody love you like
i will let you go if you will
let somebody love you like
i do
GROWN MAN CRY
we are standing
on the threshold
of a decent conversation
when i can hear the door
slam
i know the face youre
making
and i really want to talk
to you
i really really wanted to
but once you get your
mind made up
there is no getting
through to you

(im still pulling

on his sweatshirt)
if you can

for a while it was touching

for a while it was challenging
before it became typical
and now it really
isnt interesting
to see a grown man cry
to see a grown man cry

(he says fate is not

a factor)

im lying on the sofa

and the radio is blaring

(hes already
on the outskirts)
if you can

and im scanning
through the stations
as the boys declare
their feelings
but it doesnt
feel like feelings
it feels like
theyre pretending
its like they
just want blowjobs
and they know these
songs will get them
and i really want to talk
to you
i really really wanted to
but i have learned my lesson now
and youre not the one
im turning to
and for a while it was
touching
for a while it was challenging
before it got habitual
and now it really
isnt interesting
to see a grown man cry
to see a grown man cry
i was the first to warn you
i lay myself before you
i was the first to warn you
i put myself before you
we are standing on the
corner
and youre throwing
down the gauntlet
it is not a life decision
we just need
to pick a restaurant
after all this i should know
you
well enough not to get
into it
i should learn but Im an
idiot
you only want an argument
and for a while it was
touching
it was almost even comforting
before it became typical
and now it really
is not interesting
to see a grown man cry
to see a grown man cry
to see a grown man

throw a temper fit

to see a grown man
cross his arms
and sit as if the
whole wide world would end
if he was not a part of it
but at the same time
with no confidence
never realizing
the consequence hes having
on the ones he loves
because he thinks
he makes no difference
we are standing
on the threshold
of a decent conversation
when i can hear the door slam
i know the face youre making
and i really want to talk to you
i really really wanted to
but this time i am giving up
i am simply giving up on you
TROUT HEART
REPLICA
theyve been circling
theyve been circling
since the day they were born
its disturbing
how theyre circling
fifty feet from the pond
pretty often
pretty often
i dont want to be told
its a problem
its a problem
its a problem i know
and i wont keep what
i cant catch
in my bare hands
without a net
its hard enough
to walk on grass
so conscious
of the consequences
and theyve been jerking
theyve been jerking
in a pail by the dock
i know that oxygen might
make them blossom and die
but Im not going to talk
feed them details
feed them emails
theyll eventually grow
but its not working
its not working
not as far as i know
and killing things

is not so hard
its hurting
thats the hardest part
and when the wizard
gets to me
im asking for a smaller heart
and i got you
i thought that i caught you
now ill ruin it all
feeling helpless
acting selfish
being human and all
and theyre jumping
and theyre jumping
but theyll never get out
just keep touring
just keep on ignoring
be a good little trout
and the butcher stops
and winds his watch
and lays their lives
down on the block
he raises up his hatchet
and the big hand strikes
a compromise
WAIT well trade you
WAIT
please just one more day
and then well go
with no complaining
no complaining
no complaining
stop
come
and theyre cutting
and theyre cutting
and i think that i know
and theyre gutting
and theyre gutting
and i think that i know
and its beating
look its beating
and i dont want to know
and its beating
LOOK ITS STILL BEATING
god i dont want to know
and killing things
is not so hard
its hurting
thats the hardest part
and when the wizard
gets to me
im asking for a smaller heart
and if he tells me no
ill hold my breath
until i hit the floor
eventually i know im doomed

to get what i am asking for

now my heart
is exactly the size
of a six-sided die cut in half
made of ruby red
stained glass
can i knock you unconscious
as long as i promise
ill love you
and ill make you laugh
now my heart
is exactly the size
of a six-sided die cut in half
made of ruby red
stained glass
can i knock you unconscious
as long as i promise
ill love you
and ill make you laugh?
LOST
i lost my wallet
i lost my wallet
and im lost dear
i swear i had it
i had it on me
when we got here
lets go to vegas
lets get a karaoke backroom
ill never find it
i wanna shout into the vacuum
that nothings ever
lost forever
its just caught
inside the cushions
of your couch
and when you find it youll have
such a nice surprise
nothings ever lost forever
its just hiding
in the recess of your mind
and when you need it it will
come to you at night
HO!
i miss the yellow
i miss the yelling
and the shakedown
im not complaining
i got a better set of knives now
i miss my drummer
my dead stepbrother
and the pit crowd
and chuck and matty
if they could see me
theyd be so proud

but nothings ever lost forever

its just caught
inside the cushions
of your couch
and when you find it youll have
such a nice surprise
nothings ever lost forever
its just hiding
in the recess of your mind
and when you need it will come
to you at night
the wake is over
we gotta leave
because they said so
i want to tell you
i want to tell you
but youre dead so
golden light so
way up high so
wave goodbye
tonight youll find that
nothings ever lost forever
its just caught
inside the cushions
of your couch
and when you find it youll have
such a nice surprise
nothings ever lost forever
its just hiding
in the recess of your mind
and when you need it
it will come to you at night
no ones ever lost forever
when they die they go away
but they will visit
you occasionally
do not be afraid
no ones ever lost forever
they are caught
inside your heart
if you garden them
and water them
they make you what you are
no ones ever lost forever
when they die they go away
but they will visit
you occasionally
do not be afraid
no ones ever lost forever
they are caught
inside your heart
if you garden them
and water them
they make you what you are
BOTTOMFEEDER
why you always
kickin up the sand

always kickin up the sand

god man youre angry
and it makes my eyes hurt
why you always kickin
up the sand
kickin up the sand
you block your sister
so the sunbeams miss her
why you always
raggin on the man
always raggin on the man
it just makes you lookin like
a sad-sack actor
why you always
raggin on the man
raggin on some system
you think killed him
but youre so so backwards
why you gotta be like that?
youre never gonna
bring him back
big fish little fish
fixing in the dark
if i had one wish
just a wish
throw me in the water
cos i wanna
be a bottom feeder
why you always
hatin on the cabs
always hatin on the cabs
just means the cabs are
coming that less faster
why you always
hatin on the cabs
you shake your fist at god you
aint even noticing that theyre
all passin
why you gotta bitch
about the band
bitch about the band
you know he lovedm
and they kept him laughin
why you gotta bitch
about the band
bitch bout the band
yount even listening
and man theyre not askin
why you gotta be like that?
youre never gonna
bring him back
big fish little fish
shootin in the dark

if i had one wish

just a wish
throw me in the water
cos i wanna
be a bottom feeder
wanna be a bottom feeder
wanna be a bottom feeder
why you always dyin
in the bath
always dyin in the bath
just makes me nervous that lizard
king kissed you
why you always dyin
in the bath
dyin in the bath
its awful quiet
and it makes me miss you
why you gotta be like that?
youre never gonna
bring him back
big fish little fish
dyin in the dark
if i had one wish
just a wish
throw me in the water
cos the cabs aint comin
yeah the suns not shinin
yeah the bath keeps runnin
yeah it keeps on rainin
but the band keeps playing
yeah the band keeps playing
yeah the band keeps playing
yeah the band keeps playing
THE BED SONG
exhibit a
we are friends in a sleeping bag
splitting the heat
we have one filthy pillow to share
and your lips are in my hair
someone upstairs
has a rat that we laughed at
and people are drinking
and singing van halen and slayer
on a ukulele tear
exhibit b
well we found an apartment
its not much to look at a
futon on a floor
torn off desktop for a door
all the decors

made of milk crates

and duct tape
and if we have sex
they can hear us
through the floor
but we dont do that anymore
and i lay there wondering
what is the matter
is this a matter
of worse or of better
you took the blanket
so i took the bed sheet
but i would have held you
if youd only
let me
exhibit c
look how quaint
and how quiet and private
our paychecks have bought
us a condo in town
its the nicest flat around
you picked a mattress
and had it delivered
and i walked upstairs
and the sight of it
made my heart pound
and i wrapped my arms around me
and i stood there wondering
what is the matter
is this a matter
of worse or of better?
you walked right past me
and straightened the covers
but i would still love you
if you wanted a lover
and you said
all the money in the world
wont buy a bed
so big and wide
to guarantee that you wont
accidentally touch me
in the night
exhibit d
now were both
mostly paralyzed
dont know how long
weve been lying here in fear
too afraid to even feel
i find my glasses
and you turn the light out
roll off on your side
like youve rolled away for years
holding back those
king-size tears
and i still dont ask you
what is the matter
is this a matter

of worse or of better
you take the heart failure
ill take the cancer
ive long stopped wondering why
you dont answer
exhibit e
you can certainly see
how fulfilling a life
from the cost and size of stone
of our final resting home
we got some nice ones right under
a cherry tree
you and me lying
the only way we know
side by side and still and cold
and i finally ask you
what was the matter
was it a matter
of worse or of better
you stretch your arms out
and finally face me
you say
i would have told you
if youd only asked me
if youd only asked me

i gave up
theres no other way
to get to work
after all these years
it just gets worse
memories so dull
and well-rehearsed
storrow drive is pretty
in the springtime
storrow drive is pretty
in the fall
you dont have go home
in a straight line
you dont have to go
back home at all
theres the cemetery where
i broke your heart in two
and theres the pair of stones
that we had laughed
was me and you
i stared at them a long time
and i asked if it was true
if i still really loved you
and they answered
YES YOU DO

if youd only asked me

(i do)

MASSACHUSETTS AVENUE

people come and go but these four

lanes will never move
little peach and exs jeeps
eventually die too
even if the russians came
and named it something new
it would always look like
massachusetts avenue

every time i walk along this street

i think of you
and given its the citys
major thoroughfare
im screwed
taking an alternatives
a little hard to do
its the street i live on
massachusetts avenue
theres the crosswalk
where a milk truck
almost ran me down
the day i finally saw you
when you got back into town
i dont know if you saw me
cos i turned so quick around
hiding into traffic
clearly dying to be found
do you remember crying
in the park
and shutting up?
do you remember running
and me trying to catch up?
do you remember loving me
more than i could be loved?
i chased you for so long
and when i caught you

storrow drive is pretty

in the springtime
storrow drive is pretty
in the fall
you dont have go home
in a straight line
you dont have to go
back home at all
storrow drive is pretty
in the springtime
storrow drive is pretty
in the fall
you dont have go home
in a straight line
you dont need to be
alone at all
MELODY DEAN
i never met a lady
quite as pretty as melody dean
and when i laid my head

down on her heart

it beated out your name
and so i had to listen
to her heartbeat
several hundred times
and she was very nice about it
held my hand and didnt mind
i never put my foot in the
same river twice
i dont like getting wet
you take the good
you take the bad
you take it all
and that is all you get
the fact is you would rather
i be lonely in a bathtub

with a book
the fact is you would rather
i sat pining on our pictures
from new york
new york new york new york
but i get torn to pieces
for the stupidest reasons
all i wants to love the one
im with just like the song says
i dont like picking sides
i dont like sticking
my cherona in a box
i like to spread her out on
different crackers yeah
i like she way she looks

and when i go to bed

at night with melody
undressing in my head
to get to sleep you know that
i would rather be
undressing you instead
instead instead instead
i never met a lady
quite as pretty as melody dean
and even though i know you are a little
bit angry with me
you know that it is you i love
and you i want to get me off
but you can only do that
when youre here
and right now you are not

i never cross the

continental divide
without thinking about you
i am a tree thats carved up
with her name
she is a warrior tattoo
and the fact is youre selective
about what you can
remember for a start
the fact is youre just jealous
as all get out
we can do it in the dark
the dark the dark the dark
but i get torn to pieces
for the stupidest reasons
all i wants to love the one

im with like stephen stills says

i never met a lady quite as pretty as
melody dean
and even though i know you are a
little bit angry with me
you know that it is you i love
and you i want to get me off
but you can only do that when youre
here
and right now you are not
BERLIN
your bicycles chained
to the fence outside
theres plenty of offers
but you wont ride
how you pedal in those
is a miracle
a miracle
and you laugh at yourself
as you speed through
the red lights
oh berlin
nobody knows
where youve been
in the space where your
brain and your heart collide
youre convinced theres
a practical place
that you can hide
and you laugh at the bellhop
hysterical
hysterical
with your bag full of dresses
and butchers knives
oh berlin
nobody knows
where youve been
but they all look so ugly
and mean when youre sober
youve auctioned away
all your crimson and clover
and ronny leaves lines out
and lights up the curtain
you know what youre doing
you know it for certain
the last thing i saw
they were reading your rights
if youre gonna go down
then youre
going down fighting
as long as youre bent
and as long as
theyre watching
youre gonna make rent
you got no other option

WHAT?
did you think you were
worth my while?
did you think i would
cramp my style?
that if i had a say in it
that id sit here
and bite my lip and listen
WHAT?
WHAT?
do you think that i
come off bored?
paid a fortune to be ignored?
did you think that i come here out
of the goodness of my own heart
to work on an assembly line
of broken hearts
not supposed to fix them only strip
and sell the parts
its hard to work on an assembly line
of broken hearts
not supposed to fix them only strip
and sell the parts
your bicycles chained
to the fence outside
theres plenty of offers
but you wont ride
how you pedal in those is a miracle
a miracle
and you laugh at yourself as you
speed through the red lights
OLLY OLLY
OXEN FREE
SO
you wanted
thats what you get
for wanting
you got it
thats what you get for getting
forgotten
youre gardening
a rotting bed
of raygun era icons
SO
lets start it
lets start it
from the minute you felt it
you felt it like a prison
a panic you felt it
like that coffee scene
from moscow on the hudson
SO

be honest its not as if youre

happy about it
its not as if
youre animatronic
its not as if you couldnt
cry out any time you wanted
olly olly oxen free
all the people you will never be
olly olly oxen free
olly olly olly olly
olly olly olly olly
fate
you call it
you color it
the color you want it
you carpet it
thats awful convenient
you paint yourself a nice
white room with
stripes & matching curtains
SO
you forfeit
you cannot build
a river across it
you cannot hold your own heart
hostage
you do not have
the strength to
gag yourself in every closet
the wrong place wrong mind
timings always bad
youre such a sad case
misplaced renaissance
inventor of a world wide
heartbreak taking it in stride
cos youre an expert
ARENT YOU
arent you just a dime a dozen
murderous monosyllabic
moron with no
sense of purpose
working on your songs all night
to justify your worthlessness
to anyone whos watching if
they only saw your alter egos
pretty in the shop windows
where you got auctioned hours
ago
olly olly oxen free
all the people you will never be
olly olly oxen free

olly olly olly olly

higher than the king can
see no evil hear no evil
capture me and throw the key
see no evil hear no evil
capture me and throw the key
away
throw the key away
SO
its over
youre lying in a coffin
of clutter
your father and your sister
your drummer
are sorting through your
soft cell tapes
and lifesaver collection
and you wonder
you wonder if you
couldve done better
you wonder if you
shouldve surrendered
before you learned that
nobody actually wants
a fucking martyr
didnt you didnt you didnt
didnt you see
didnt you didnt you didnt
didnt you see
didnt you didnt you you didnt
you didnt see me
didnt you didnt you you didnt
you didnt see me
olly olly oxen free
all the people you will never be
olly olly oxen free
olly olly olly olly
higher than the king can
see no evil hear no evil
capture me and throw the key
see no evil hear no evil
capture me and throw the key
away
throw the key away
THROW THE KEY AWAY

Desi:
Portrait Of Amanda /
Massachusetts Avenue
RAW Digital Image Composite
Nikon D200 Digital Camera/Nikkor 1964
Analogue Lens/Photoshop CS6
Page 1
Nicole Duennebier:
Theatre Is Evil (Portrait of
Amanda)
acrylic on panel
Page 2
Kyle Cassidy:
Photo of The Grand Theft Orchestra
Page 3
Cassandra Long:
Portrait of Amanda
24wx 36h, oil on canvas
Page 4
Vladimir Zimakov:
Trout Heart Replica
16w x 23h, Silkscreen
Page 6
David Mack:
Portrait of Amanda
11w x 17h, watercolor on Arches
paper,
with collage
Page 7
Sarah Beetson:
Lost
31.5h x 23w x.5 thick, paper sandwiched
between 2 plexiglass sheets
Page 8
Blake Brasher:
Bottomfeeder
24wx36h, acrylic on canvas
Page 9

Kyle Cassidy:
The Bed Song
16w x 20h, digital photography,
ectoplasm, love
Page 10
Sylvia K:
Massachusetts Ave
31.5w x 24h, paper, ink,
photoshop
Page 11
Rick Berry:
Berlin
24w x 36h, Oil on panel
Page 12
Frances Bean Cobain:
The Secrets We Hid In The Night
(Portrait of Amanda)
Prismacolor pens/acrylic paints/
india ink/ pages from Anne Sexton poetry collection book
Page 13
Megan Howland:
The Living Room
24w x 30h, oil on board
Page 14 (this page)
Rene Huemer:
Live photo of Amanda
Page 16

AMANDA FUCKING PALMER: vocals, piano, synthesizers

JHEREK BISCHOFF: vocals, upright bass, guitar
MICHAEL MCQUILKEN: vocals, drums, percussion, programming
CHAD RAINES: vocals, guitar, trumpet, keyboards, programming

produced and engineered by John Congleton at Sing Sing Studios (Melbourne, Australia)
assistant engineer: Adam Dobos, mixed by John Congleton at Elmwood Studios (Dallas,
TX), mastered by Greg Calbi at Sterling Sound (New York, NY).
Meow Meow appears courtesy of her glorious self.

all songs written by Amanda Palmer except A Grand Theft Intermission

written by Jherek Bischoff

David J appears courtesy of his awesome and ever-dapper self.

Meow Meow featured on Meow Meow Introduces The Grand Theft Orchestra
Trout Heart Replica:
Paris Hurley - violin 1 & 2
Alex Guy - viola
Maria Scherer Wilson - cello
Paul Kikuchi - concert bass drum
Jherek Bischoff - acoustic bass
orchestra arrangement by Jherek Bischoff
A Grand Theft Intermission:
Paris Hurley - violin 1 & 2
Alex Guy - viola
Maria Scherer Wilson - cello
horns: Mick Fraser, Benjamin Gillespie,
Eamon McNelis, Phil Noy, and Paul Willy
orchestra arrangement by Jherek Bischoff
Melody Dean features David J on bass
Massachusetts Avenue, Berlin, and Olly Olly Oxen Free:
horns: Mick Fraser, Benjamin Gillespie, Eamon McNelis, Phil Noy, and Paul Willy
horn arrangements by Chad Raines

C & P 2012 8ft. records

all songs written by Amanda Palmer, published by Eight Foot Music (ASCAP)
except A Grand Theft Intermission by Jherek Bischoff, published by
Tallinn Tallsman and Sons (BMI).
package layout and design by Andrew Nelson for Down In The Valley Designs.
Special THANK YOU to our Loanspark Collective Lenders:
Josh Gaines
Nirn Plunkett, on behalf of Literacy Bridge: literacybridge.org
Neil and Tracy Davidson
Anonymous, on behalf of
South Street Seaport Museum: seany.org
Nancy Upton
Alfredo Richner, on behalf of Puerto Rico Indie: puertoricoindie.com
Carl Rigney, on behalf of the
Comic Book Legal Defense Fund: cbldf.org
Anonymous, on behalf of Elijahs Promise: elijahspromise.org
Karina Melendez, on behalf of ThunderScarf: thunderscarf.org

A GRAND THEFT THANK YOU

Amanda & The Orchestra would like to thank all our love-friends in Melbourne who fed us with art, rubs, food, and instruments while we hunkered down to record this beast of an
album.
Amanda would like to thank the magnificent team who made order out of chaos: Kevin, Vickie, Felice, Jared, and Eric at Girlie Action; SuperKate (best assistant ever),
Hayley Fiasco Rosenblum, and Sean indecisean Francis who Makes Everything Online Go. thanks to Carter and Ron for priceless advice. thanks to the creative packaging
brains at A to Z media, all of the hardworking folks at Kickstarter, our lovely Oz seamstress Jess Daly, and Jim Batt (our Melbourian ass-kicking filmmaker). and the biggest love of
all to my moxy, Neil Gaiman...for everything he does for and to me.
this album and the accompanying art book were made possible through the POWER OF CROWDFUNDING.
thank you to every single person who backed the Kickstarter to make this happen.
YOU made US and THIS a reality.
THE FUTURE IS NOW
WE ARE THE MEDIA
LONG LIVE THE PUNK CABARET
love,
AFP
p.s. if youre not following me on twitter, youre missing everything: @amandapalmer
p.p.s. if you need to talk to us or send art, and if you want to find sheet music, tour dates, and possibly a life partner (its happened) go to amandapalmer.net...were waiting for you.
THE COMPLETE COLLECTION OF ALBUM ART IS AVAILABLE IN A LARGE-FORMAT BOOK CALLED THE GRAND THEFT ART COMPANION. FIND IT AT AMANDAPALMER.NET.

THEATre IS EVIL