Concrete Playground

Since calling a hiatus from the Dresden Dolls, Amanda Palmer has been touring the world off the back of her solo debut Who Killed Amanda Palmer (a sister to Laura, perhaps?) and flabbergasting people with her avant-cabaret tunes. She has recently bowled over crowds at the Edinburgh Festival and Coachella and will soon be touring kooky and controversy-courting new act Evelyn Evelyn, but is first stopping back into the Opera House to treat us once again.

Piano-heavy and dramatic, her music takes bits of Laurie Anderson, Kate Bush and Tori Amos and adds in a hefty dose of Liza Minnelli and Frank-N-Furter. Her playful, low voice is put in the service of artful lyrics that oscillate between tongue-in-cheek, lewd rants and heartfelt tales of love and death. The show is always theatrical and highly visual, existing somewhere on the cusp of fringe and pop.

She makes great film clips and her performances often make it to DVD, but even those are unlikely to match the thrill of her live show. See it all the more stately in Opera House surrounds.