Is it too late to take back all of the nasty shit I said about Fiona Apple's latest?
I've been listening to her on the sly. And while I still maintain that Extraordinary Machine is full of show tunes masquerading as adult contemporary pop, it seems that cutting back to a cigarette a week has restored my vocals, and I'm beginning to take a sick pride in being able to hit those annoying high notes.
I really just use it for my morning musical exercises. Gets me prepped for my lunchtime System of a Down.
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