Fiona Apple
Fiona Apple
Fiona Apple McAfee-Maggartis an American singer-songwriter, pianist and record producer. Classically trained on piano as a child, Apple began composing her own songs when she was eight years old. Her debut album, Tidal, written when Apple was seventeen, was released in 1996 and received a Grammy Award for Best Female Rock Vocal Performance for the single "Criminal". She followed with When the Pawn..., produced by Jon Brion, which was also critically and commercially successful and went certified platinum...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionRock Singer
Date of Birth13 September 1977
CityNew York City, NY
CountryUnited States of America
I've never been to the websites. It's a lot healthier for me to keep out of the conversations about me.
The age thing really bugs me. Do people have more of a right to not like what I say because I'm 19?
I got into therapy in the fifth grade because I said in a sarcastic way that I was going to kill myself, and they didn't get it then. Nothing's changed.
I still don't know what Episcopalian means
When you feel things deeply and you think about things a lot and you think about how you feel, you learn a lot about yourself.
My heart went cold and only hollow rhythms resounded from within, but then he rose, brilliant as the moon in full and sank in the burrows of my keep, and all my armor, falling down, in a pile at my feet.
You're all I need and maybe some faith would do me good.
I got a lot of problems, but I'm really good at intuiting what I need to do to be happy with whatever I create. I know when to stop myself, I know when to start, I know when to leave something alone. I guess I just kind of indulge that completely, and so I just take my time.
He goes along just as a water lily Gentle on the surface of his thoughts his body floats Unweighed down by passion or intensity Yet unaware of the depth upon which he coasts And he finds a home in me For what misfortune sows, he knows my touch will reap
I wouldn't know what to do with another chance if you gave it to me.
I want to be like the patron saint of reality
No, I don't believe in the wasting of time, But I don't believe that I'm wasting mine
I don't want to make this sound negative at all, but in the best way possible I freaking give up. I give up. You can't try and make your life perfect. I'm just trying to have a good time, and I'm just trying to appreciate the things that I have around me. I give up on the 'dream' dream. I think that it's all a dream. I think it's all wonderful and terrible. And I give up in the nicest way.
If there was a better way to go then it would find me I can't help it, the road just rolls out behind me Be kind to me, or treat me mean I'll make the most of it, I'm an extraordinary machine