Joanna

@joannasf.bsky.social

Don’t die wondering 🏳️‍⚧️

The Dresden Dolls changing venue for their SF show from the Warfield (capacity 2400) to the Great American Music Hall (capacity 700) says a lot about how toxic Amanda Palmer is right now

I missed posting this on my actual traniversary because *gestures* but here's me on the left at Burning Man 2023 taking estrogen for the first time, and on the right at Neotropolis earlier this year. Still fucking around in the desert, but now with tits!

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Part of fixing my own shit requires a realization that I don’t have inherent self-worth and I’ve been relying on external validation instead. It’s gotten worse as I’ve transitioned and compared myself to those around me. I am surrounded by so much love and connection and can’t access any of it.

It’s humbling to know that as an organizer of whatever experience, you can and will fuck up from time to time. Fixing this requires a lot of willingness to listen and deep examination of how you got to this place. It’s not fun.

It’s the moments of hilarity that keep me coming back to play parties. Last night a friend of mine insisted on watching a live Formula 1 race in the middle of the orgy at 6am while surround by people fucking. Gotta respect someone who has their priorities straight.

I ran the album I'm working on through Gemini to see what it had to say. This is the sort of response that makes me super wary of using AI for artistic decisions. It didn't feel pleasure parsing through my lyrics because it can't feel pleasure, and adding "honestly" doesn't change that.

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Sometimes when writing music you just have to go into the studio and record the goddamn thing. No retakes, no repeats, first cut goes on tape and that’s it. You can double track stuff if you like but no going back and obsessing over whether the performance could have been better.

Love it when people try to blackmail me using publicly available photos. My dude, I posted those lewds on Instagram. If you want the good stuff you can subscribe to my Onlyfans for $9.99/month. The advantage of being a public slut is that no one can out you for being a slut. It’s all here already!

You’re pushed on by numbers and punitive measures: pain, rejection, and unpaid bills. You can either play or you can crawl under a boat and waste away -- turn into salt or a flock of seagulls. Your enemies would love that. Or you can fight. The only way to load the dice is to keep on fighting.

So the reason I was in the suburban hellscape that is South SF was for an orgy. Enter the hotel room and immediately clock a femboy who is nervously sitting by himself. Once I’m settled I go up and introduce myself. He asks if I want to hug; I say yes, we embrace, and he clings to me for dear life.

Stopped by a gas station in South SF and the cashier said “hey, didn’t I catch you stealing a sandwich a few weeks ago?” My dude, I’m 41 and make tech money, why would I steal a sandwich from your shitty ass gas station?