Fiona
Apple
NYC
Terminal
5
October
16, 2012
On
Tuesday night I saw something truly amazing and inspiring. I saw a woman I unafraid
to perform her personal, emotional, incredible art in all seriousness and earnestness,
baring her passion and soul. She captivated every person in that room for so
many reasons. The beauty of her voice, the depth of her lyrics, her talented
band, her enchanting melodies, but over and above all of that we were attracted
to her willingness to share her raw emotions with us. That's what we've always
been attracted to in Fiona Apple and it's what keeps us coming back. There she
is up there, that deep strong voice coming out of that tiny little body. This
tiny woman with no man that we know of up there to vouch for her- no husband,
no famous father to soften the knife of emotion she pierces herself and all of
us with. And that's why she's so amazing. That's why her fans will fight her
label for her, and keep coming back whenever she puts out a new album, no matter how long it
takes in between. Because she's the real thing. She’s not hiding behind a
facade of irony or cool; she’s not holding anyone’s hand. She’s real, raw,
delicate, powerful. Everything I want to be in my own art. Everything I'm too
scared to be. But I have no excuse, seeing her
up there, writhing and shrieking and shaking and belting out these serious,
real words that meant so much to all of us. I don't even have to perform; I can
do my thing from the peace and anonymity of my own home and I'm still too
scared to say the kinds of things she says, to own it the way she owns it.
Fiona- I don't deserve you.
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