Thursday, August 03, 2006

Poetry Thursday ~ Music

Last night I went with my little cousin to see Fiona Apple at Chastain Park. It seems so crazy to me to think that I haven’t been to see her in person before now. Especially, because I have been a big fan of hers, since her very first album. Somehow, one thing leads to another and I never really had the chance.

It was also my first time seeing a concert at this venue I saw her at. I have only two words “it rocked”. She is even more amazing live. Fiona’s lyrics as well as her music is intense and her band, outstanding. There is so much talent it is no surprise that you can’t be disappointed.
The whole time I was at the concert I was thinking to myself that I wanted to use the lyrics from her song “Better Version of Me” as this weeks Poetry Thursday entry. So wasn’t I pleasantly surprised when I came home, went to the site to see what the topic of the week was and found out the music was this week’s theme.

The song I am posting is one of my all time favorites from her new album “Extraordinary Machine”.
These past weeks on blogs I have been reading there has been a lot of writing about self discovery, bettering oneself, and moving forward in our lives. This is a point that I am at now myself and have been working on. Music and good musicians are a great way to seek refuge to help through the emotions that creep up.

"Better Version Of Me"

The nickel dropped
When I was on
My way beyond
The Rubicon
What did I do

And of the games that I can handle
None are ones worth the candle
What can I do
I'm a frightened, fickle person
Fighting, cryin', kickin', cursin'
What should I do

Oooh, after all the folderol,
And hauling over coals stops
What will I do

Can't take a good day without a bad one
Don't feel just to smile until I've had one
Where did I learn

I make a fuss about a little thing
The rhyme is losing to the riddling
Where's the turn

I don't want a home, I'd ruin that
Home is where my habits have a habitat
Why give it a turn

Oh, after all the folderol
And hauling over coals stops
What did I learn

I am likely to miss the main event
If I stop to cry or complain again
So I will keep a deliberate pace
Let the damned breeze dry my face

Oh, mister, wait until you see
What I'm gonna be

I've got a plan, a demand and it just began
And if you're right, you'll agree

Here's coming a better version of me
Here it comes a better version of me
Here it comes a better version of me

~ Fiona Apple

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Blogger BZ said...

Her latest album rocks...

10:53 AM  
Blogger FatCharlatan said...

This is a kick-ass line: "I don't want a home, I'd ruin that/
Home is where my habits have a habitat"

Glad she's back. Thanks for sharing this.

11:39 AM  
Blogger twitches said...

I love this CD, and Fiona does write some damn good lyrics!

6:41 PM  
Blogger liz elayne said...

ahhh...she has a way with words...
this is perfect for me to read today.
thank you.

12:33 AM  

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