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 never thought I'd be in a position where people would be talking about my sexuality and saying how good I look in underwear.
I can bake. I made myself some nice French fries once. But otherwise I just eat out. Lots of salad bars.
I don't have a big thing about leaving my mark or being historic.
Sometimes interviews are fun and good conversations, but stuff like photo shoots and appearances at places where you have to meet a lot of people - I was never really made for this kind of stuff.
I took off my glasses while you were yelling at me once more than once so as not to see you see me react. Should've put 'em, should've put 'em on again so I could see you see me sincerely yelling back.
We are like a wishing well And a bolt of electricity
It's calm under the waves in the blue of my oblivion.
My scars were reflecting the mist in your headlights I looked like a neon zebra, shaking rain off her stripes
I have never been So insulted in all my life I could swallow the seas To wash down all this pride First you run like a fool Just to be at my side And now you run like a fool But you just run to hide.
When the Pawn Hits the Conflicts He Thinks Like a King What He Knows Throws the Blows When He Goes to the Fight and He'll Win the Whole Thing 'Fore He Enters the Ring There's No Body to Batter When Your Mind Is Your Might So When You Go Solo, You Hold Your Own Hand and Remember That Depth Is the Greatest of Heights and If You Know Where You Stand, Then You Know Where to Land and If You Fall It Won't Matter, Cuz You'll Know That You're Right
How can I ask anyone to love me when all I do is beg to be left alone?
Five years from now I'm probably going to look back on the things I'm doing and cringe.
Though dreams can be deceiving; like faces are to hearts, they serve for sweet relieving, when fantasy and reality lie too far apart.
I’m amorous but out of reach / A still life drawing of a peach.