Artist of the week: Fiona Apple

Posted on January 8, 2013 by

Victoria Abraham defines one up and coming artist each week so you can impress your friends with your musical brilliance. This week, she tackles Fiona Apple, a lovely singer from New York.

Okay, so technically Fiona Apple isn’t a new artist. She is an artist who blew up on the scene in the mid 90s and early 2000s and then disappeared. But her comeback has been so memorable and massive that I must feature her in this week’s column. Plus her new album has the best title ever: The Idler Wheel is Wiser Than the Driver of the Screw and Whipping Cords will Serve You More Than Ropes Will Ever Do.

Origins: Manhattan, New York

Full name: Fiona Apple McAfee Maggart

Known for: Fiona is known for her trademark piano sound and unique contralto voice.

Used in a sentence: Fiona’s lyrics express raw emotion so deeply, they can make even a rock feel something.

File next to: Florence and the Machine, Billie Holiday

Download now: “Every Single Night”

Five fun facts:

1. Fiona got her start in music when she gave her demo tape to a friend who babysat for music publicist Kathryn Schenker, who then passed it on to Sony Music.

2. Her debut album was certified three times platinum.

3. The length of her second album’s title held a Guinness Book of Records spot in 2001. As of 2007 it is no longer the longest album title.

4. Fiona has collaborated with Johnny Cash.

5. She was named after a fruit before weird celebrity names became a thing.


1996 Fiona releases her debut album Tidal
1997 She won the MTV Video Music Award for “Best New Artist”
1999 She released her second album When the Pawn…
2005 Fiona released Extraordinary Machine and went on tour to support the album which landed her a Grammy nomination for “Best Pop Vocal Album.”
2012 Apple released The Idler Wheel…

Notable lyrics:

Raw emotion.

Every single night/I endure the flight/Of little wings of white-flamed/Butterflies in my brain/These ideas of mine/Percolate the mind/Trickle down the spine/Swarm the belly, swelling to a blaze/That’s when the pain comes in/Like a second skeleton/Trying to fit beneath the skin/I can’t fit the feelings in/Every single night’s alight with my brain

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