Fiona Apple
Tidal
I mainly remember the music video; I was all of 10 years old, and was stopped dead in my tracks, likely playing with Star Wars action figures in front of the family TV on a Sunday morning, MTV providing the soundtrack (they played music videos back then, kids, gather round the camp fire while pappy tells you a story) while my dad made waffles. I don't really remember what I thought at first, except "That lady seems really sad" and then I remember the piano, and the swirling chorus, and realizing that whatever this was, whatever this music I was hearing was, was going to be something I spent my life with, the same way my parents moved multiple copies of
Tapestry across three states and roughly 50 domiciles. I was right, and her later albums would feel like signposts in my own journey with depression and adulthood;
When the Pawn arriving when I was 13 and sensitive,
Extraordinary Machine when I was 19 and sensitive,
Idler Wheel when...you get the point.
Tidal was there all along, and always will be, which I guess is a self-fulfilling prophecy, but who cares when the music is this good.
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Andrew Winistorfer, Senior Director of Music & EditorialYou can get the VMP edition of this album here.