i'll be sure to stay wary of you, love
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aftertherocketsThis week I:
1.
The first time I ever heard of Fiona Apple, I was a freshman in high school, sitting on a school bus. The two junior flute players in the seat behind me were trying to convince my friend to listen to her first album. One of them pushed the disc into his hands and said "You have to listen to Shadowboxer."
Megan had the CD, too, and we used to listen to it over and over into the early hours of the morning on the nights I'd sleep over. Eventually, when I'd wrangled my mother into dropping me off at the mall one weekend, I bought the CD myself, and I've just about worn out that copy in the ensuing years.
What I'm trying to say, very badly, is that this music has been a part of my life for over nine years. Tidal got me through my mom and my stepfather's tumultous years. I was listening to When the Pawn... when Greg and I started dating, and then the leaked tracks to Extraordinary Machine when we finally broke up. And so, seeing her on Monday night was really sort of surreal. I was surrounded by all these people who love her music the way I do, but I almost feel like these are my songs, you know? I know them so well. Anyway, we had amazingly awesome seats -- four rows back and slightly to the left of the middle, which ended up being dead straight in front of the piano. She played almost all of WtP, seven songs off of EM and four off of Tidal, including Shadowboxer. Or hey, how about I just give you the setlist:
Get Him Back
To Your Love
Shadowboxer
The Way Things Are
I Know
Sleep to Dream
Limp
Tymps
Paper Bag
Oh Well
On the Bound
Red Red Red
Not About Love
Better Version of Me
Get Gone
Fast As You Can
Sullen Girl
Extraordinary Machine
Criminal
She would get up and leave the piano, and twirl around center stage with the skirt of her navy blue halter dress (that she said made her look like an ink blot) swirling around her; she'd punch the air and double over, all theatrics. But, my favorites were the songs where she'd just sit at the piano. She attacks the keys when she's playing, and Not About Love was one of the greatest things I've ever seen. Fiona's voice swelled through the amphitheater in a way that just doesn't seem natural for a woman so small, all angles and edges. My other favorite moment was probably Sullen Girl. David Garza came out and played guitar accompaniment instead of piano, and it was one of the only times in the whole show where the music was stripped so bare that it was just her voice and those words I've heard so many times.
I would love to see her in a more intimate setting, a small, dark and smoky club or something, but I guess I'd have to move out to L.A. for that. :p
2.
i. My day never started before 10am, which in turn, meant I could stay up pretty much as late as I wanted every night.
ii. Mid-afternoon naps. There is seriously nothing more satisfying than a nap at 3:30 in the afternoon after getting back from a really long class. Especially when you can hear everyone else outside who still have places to go.
iii.
iv.
v.
vi.
vii. West Wing marathons with nachos. Aster's girly drinks. Trivial Pursuit from 1981.
viii. Communal boyfriends.
ix. Buffy and Angel (and later VM) nights with the girls. These days, between our work schedules, Ashley and I don't even get to watch our shows together anymore.
x. The freedom to arrange and control my own daily schedule, and the ability to change that schedule once every few months or so. Siiiigh.
3. Developed a new crush on someone I believe to be an Asst. State's Attny at the Courthouse next door. My tastes will never change. He's older though, and probably married. I forgot to scope him out for a ring. Hmmmm.
4. Had an absolutely fanfreakingtastic time with Ashley and my B&N girls, even though it meant staying up so late I still feel like a zombie. I'm hoping for more wacky fun tonight.
5. Overslept because I thought it was Saturday morning, when it was, in fact, Friday morning. Seriously. I turned off my alarm and thought, "Why did I leave this on when it's Saturday?" Ugh. I came into work almost 45 minutes late. What's that? I desperately need a vacation? Yeah, I'm not going to argue with you.
6. Started making plans for my vacation! ;) Boston, baby. Four days, hopefully, and then a weekend trip to Busch Gardens with Ashley. September cannot come fast enough.
1.
The first time I ever heard of Fiona Apple, I was a freshman in high school, sitting on a school bus. The two junior flute players in the seat behind me were trying to convince my friend to listen to her first album. One of them pushed the disc into his hands and said "You have to listen to Shadowboxer."
Megan had the CD, too, and we used to listen to it over and over into the early hours of the morning on the nights I'd sleep over. Eventually, when I'd wrangled my mother into dropping me off at the mall one weekend, I bought the CD myself, and I've just about worn out that copy in the ensuing years.
What I'm trying to say, very badly, is that this music has been a part of my life for over nine years. Tidal got me through my mom and my stepfather's tumultous years. I was listening to When the Pawn... when Greg and I started dating, and then the leaked tracks to Extraordinary Machine when we finally broke up. And so, seeing her on Monday night was really sort of surreal. I was surrounded by all these people who love her music the way I do, but I almost feel like these are my songs, you know? I know them so well. Anyway, we had amazingly awesome seats -- four rows back and slightly to the left of the middle, which ended up being dead straight in front of the piano. She played almost all of WtP, seven songs off of EM and four off of Tidal, including Shadowboxer. Or hey, how about I just give you the setlist:
Get Him Back
To Your Love
Shadowboxer
The Way Things Are
I Know
Sleep to Dream
Limp
Tymps
Paper Bag
Oh Well
On the Bound
Red Red Red
Not About Love
Better Version of Me
Get Gone
Fast As You Can
Sullen Girl
Extraordinary Machine
Criminal
She would get up and leave the piano, and twirl around center stage with the skirt of her navy blue halter dress (that she said made her look like an ink blot) swirling around her; she'd punch the air and double over, all theatrics. But, my favorites were the songs where she'd just sit at the piano. She attacks the keys when she's playing, and Not About Love was one of the greatest things I've ever seen. Fiona's voice swelled through the amphitheater in a way that just doesn't seem natural for a woman so small, all angles and edges. My other favorite moment was probably Sullen Girl. David Garza came out and played guitar accompaniment instead of piano, and it was one of the only times in the whole show where the music was stripped so bare that it was just her voice and those words I've heard so many times.
I would love to see her in a more intimate setting, a small, dark and smoky club or something, but I guess I'd have to move out to L.A. for that. :p
2.
i. My day never started before 10am, which in turn, meant I could stay up pretty much as late as I wanted every night.
ii. Mid-afternoon naps. There is seriously nothing more satisfying than a nap at 3:30 in the afternoon after getting back from a really long class. Especially when you can hear everyone else outside who still have places to go.
iii.
iv.
v.
vi.
vii. West Wing marathons with nachos. Aster's girly drinks. Trivial Pursuit from 1981.
viii. Communal boyfriends.
ix. Buffy and Angel (and later VM) nights with the girls. These days, between our work schedules, Ashley and I don't even get to watch our shows together anymore.
x. The freedom to arrange and control my own daily schedule, and the ability to change that schedule once every few months or so. Siiiigh.
3. Developed a new crush on someone I believe to be an Asst. State's Attny at the Courthouse next door. My tastes will never change. He's older though, and probably married. I forgot to scope him out for a ring. Hmmmm.
4. Had an absolutely fanfreakingtastic time with Ashley and my B&N girls, even though it meant staying up so late I still feel like a zombie. I'm hoping for more wacky fun tonight.
5. Overslept because I thought it was Saturday morning, when it was, in fact, Friday morning. Seriously. I turned off my alarm and thought, "Why did I leave this on when it's Saturday?" Ugh. I came into work almost 45 minutes late. What's that? I desperately need a vacation? Yeah, I'm not going to argue with you.
6. Started making plans for my vacation! ;) Boston, baby. Four days, hopefully, and then a weekend trip to Busch Gardens with Ashley. September cannot come fast enough.
