Where is Fiona Apple?

I used to listen to Fiona Apple before she went the way of the Dodo like fellow feminist singer, Sinead O’Connor. Yeah, remember her? Me too. I loved Sinead way before the Saturday Night Live Pope John Paul fiasco…and in spite of its aftermath. I fell equally in love with Fiona. Her voice is haunting, melodic paired with moody lyrics to make a perfect formula for a collegiate’s playlist for the same reason as Sinead. Unfortunately, Fiona shared the same lack of judgement as Sinead, placing her in a similar witch-hunt episode of The Grammy Awards. In a deja vu moment worthy of Marlon Brando, the popular artist committed career suicide


About Mema

I've been at this blogging thing since 2005, but I don't consider myself a veteran AT ALL. My posts are mostly well-meaning, fun anecdotes with the occasional random thought and a dash of humor for good measure. So sit back, relax, and stay awhile. And if you decide to browse elsewhere, just remember...you're missing out on an opportunity to meet (arguably) THE GREATEST PERSON THAT EVER LIVED. Overstated? Well, why not stick around to find out? Your call, tough guy. Or, gal. Or, martian.
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