my world according to me.

currently obsessed.

fiona apple - hot knife

that seals it, i have to see her when she’s in town in july.

from the LA times review and I wholeheartedly agree: 

At one point during the exhilarating closer, “Hot Knife,” I said out loud with no one else in the room, “Jesus Christ, this is beautiful.” While cleaning my apartment, I stopped midtrack and stood there dumbly as Apple sang with perfect rhythmic grace the chorus, “I’m a hot knife, he’s a pat of butter.” It’s a musical moment that every fan seeks to replicate, when invisible sound waves hit the eardrums and everything changes. That “Hot Knife” chorus, like the entirety of “The idler wheel is wiser than the driver of the screw and whipping cords will serve you more than ropes will ever do,” embodies the thrill of being not only a music fan but also a fan of the human spirit in all its wildly dramatic and emotionally ravaged glory.