If you haven't listened to Fiona Apple's new CD yet, you probably have a good reason. First, the title -- too awful and, at 90 words, too long to quote in its entirety -- is a cringe-inducing self-help poem inspired by her belief that she's a victim of media persecution. Embarrassing verse aside, Apple has a point: It's easy to hate her. She's young and rich, and she takes herself extremely seriously; she's got a hotshot-director boyfriend; she quotes Maya Angelou and rambles earnestly at inopportune occasions, such as the Grammy Awards; she bursts into tears during interviews; she uses fancy words like "desideratum"; she's ridiculously pretty, even without makeup or airbrushing. Still more... More >>>
By Richard Burbridge
Fiona Apple: Among her extraordinary gifts are a gorgeous dusky contralto that shifts adroitly from breathy and tender to keening and caustic.