The travails and thrills of being a singleton in my 30s. And probably a little whine to go with the cheese.

Sunday, November 20, 2005

Fiona Apple

Fiona Apple has done it again - another brilliant album (Extraordinary Machine) with excellent lyrics. This new album apparently has been produced twice over. The version in stores is the one produced by Mike Elizondo. But prior to the store release, some one had leaked a pre-mastered copy, that was supposedly produced by Jon Brion (you can search for downloads). Whichever version you have heard or preferred, the beautiful words of Fiona's heartbreak and angst just strikes a chord in me. (She had written this album after her recent breakup). And so, here's the lyrics from one of my favourite songs from this new album. Pretty much sums up my own feelings too.

Oh Well

What you did to me made me see myself something different
And though I try to talk sense to myself but I just won’t listen
Won’t you go away, turn yourself in
You’re no good at confession
Before the image that you burned me in
Tries to teach you a lesson

What you did to me made me see myself something awful
A voice once stentorian is now again meek and muffled
It took me such a long time to get back up
The first time you did it
I spent all I had to get it back and now it seems
I’ve been out-bidded

My peace and quiet was stolen from me
When I was looking with calm affection
You were searching out my imperfections
What wasted unconditional love
On somebody
Who doesn’t believe in the stuff

You came upon me like a hypnic jerk
When I was just about settled
And when it counts you recoil with a cryptic word
And leave a love belittled

What a cold and common old way to go
I was feeding on the need for you to know me
Devastated at the rate you fell below me
What wasted unconditional love
On somebody
Who doesn’t believe in the stuff
Oh well

My other favourites are Tymps (the sick in the head song) and Parting Gift. Go check it out.

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