"You fondle my trigger, then you blame my gun"

What a line.

Yesterday evening I was compelled to listen to Fiona Apple's first two albums, because of the ham-fisted production and arrangement on another album from another artist. And something happened. It may have been partly due me listening to them at about 20% more volume than I usually do. Whatever it was, it was one of those rare occasions where I ended up totally drowned, dominated and consumed by the music - asking me the question: Now, do you understand?

To which I answered: Yes, it's all so obvious.

It's amazing when music that I listened to and thought I knew, for years, suddenly slaps me in the face.