Have I ever mentioned my love of Fiona Apple before? I wouldn’t have survived the ages of 13-17 without her first two albums. Or maybe I would have and I would have been less indulgently melodramatic all those years. I’ve seen her in concert twice and even got a photo of her leaving the back of the venue (my poor dad waited for hours in the cold with me for it). I was less than in love with her third album “Extraordinary Machine” (the demos that leaked months before the album were far better than the actual album) and I’m still warming up to her newest one, “The Idler Wheel Is Wiser Than the Driver of the Screw and Whipping Cords Will Serve You More Than Ropes Will Ever Do.” What? You think that’s a long and rambling title? Her second album title came in at 90 words and I still know the whole thing by heart: “When the pawn hits the conflicts he thinks like a king. What he knows throws the blows when he goes to the fight and he’ll win the whole thing ‘fore he enters the ring. There’s no body to batter when your mind is your might. So when you go solo you hold your own hand and remember that depth is the greatest of heights. And if you know where you stand, then you know where to land and if you fall it won’t matter, cause you’ll know that you’re right.” It’s commonly abridged to “When the Pawn” because can you imagine dropping that in conversation? It’s is still one of my all-time favorite albums and the songs that were once heartbreak anthems and angry letters to boys I knew are now nostalgic and sentimental.
Amazon offered me a $2 mp3 credit for some reason or another, and during Black Friday her new album was on sale for $3.99, so I only spent a whole $1.99 on it. I’m still having residual guilt over it; I remember when CDs were $18 a pop and the rush I would get from buying a physical copy and leafing through the cover insert. Anyway. This is the first single from her 4th album, and it’s weird.
So, what have we learned after watching that? Well, for starters, Fiona Apple is still batshit insane, which was always my favorite thing about her, after those gorgeous puppy-dog eyes. I’m not going to pretend I understand why she is wearing an octopus on her head or rolling around in the dirt with snails, but hey, at least there’s a shot of the Eiffel Tower in there. Fiona Apple + Paris = awesome, regardless of the giant sea-monster that makes an appearance in the Seine. I’m particularly in love with the lines “Every single night’s a fight with my brain” and “I just want to feel everything.” I’m such a deep and sensitive flower, you guys.