Fiona Apple Eighth Row Yahoooo!

Last night I got to watch Fiona Apple from the eighth row. It was like an 18-year-in-the-works dream come true. She is amazing. Amazing to a point I can’t even describe. She spends a lot of time laying on the floor in a bad child’s pose, because I think she literally uses every bit of energy she has to put on a show. It’s insane how such a voice can come from something so small. It makes me want to learn the piano again and entertain notions of singing her songs in public. And yes, she sang “Werewolf,” which is like my new favorite sing-along song.

After she left the stage, we waited for her to come back for an encore. She didn’t do one. It was literally the first show I’ve ever been to when an artist didn’t do an encore. It was clearly the first show a lot of people had been to where the artist didn’t do an encore. We just milled around, cluelessly, wondering what happens next. The lights came on. We just kept standing there. The roadies started packing up the equipment. We continued standing there. We just kept waiting for her to come back. We wanted more. We still want more. Maybe that’s the most brilliant exit of all, leave ’em hungry.

Here’s what I wore to the show. And here’s a Youtube link from Nicole Monteverde in Clearwater the other night where Fiona bites back at Perez Hilton for bullying her about being too thin. Maybe she is, maybe she isn’t. It’s really not about that. It’s about the music and she is an artist in every sense of the word.

{Nicole Richie for Macy’s Impulse peacock top. Forever 21 tap shorts. Vintage ring, necklace and Morgan Taylor boots. Coach cross body bag.}