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FULL TITLE:
WHEN THE PAWN HITS THE CONFLICTS HE THINKS LIKE A
KING
WHAT HE KNOWS THROWS THE BLOWS WHEN HE GOES TO THE FIGHT
AND HE'LL WIN THE WHOLE THING 'FORE HE ENTERS THE RING
THERE'S NO BODY TO BATTER WHEN YOUR MIND IS YOUR MIGHT
SO WHEN YOU GO SOLO, YOU HOLD YOUR OWN HAND
AND REMEMBER THAT DEPTH IS THE GREATEST OF HEIGHTS
AND IF YOU KNOW WHERE YOU STAND, THEN YOU KNOW WHERE TO LAND
AND IF YOU FALL IT WON'T MATTER, CUZ YOU'LL KNOW THAT YOU'RE RIGHT
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Do you know what it's like to be angry and sexy at the same time?
Well, Fiona Apple does. --Robin SupakI haven't heard my wife
fall in love with a song as fast as she did with "Fast as You Can" from
When the
Pawn since Fastball's
The Way. And this from the woman who introduced me to Nick Drake and
Robyn Hitchcock! --Scott
Supak
Amazon.com's Best of 1999
When the Pawn
Hits fulfills the promise of Fiona Apple's debut, Tidal,
a strong statement given that her first outing was one of 1996's most exciting
collections. Dark and emotionally dense, Apple's sophomore effort is awash in alluring and
witty undercurrents that belie its creator's youth. --Steven Stolder
Amazon.com
Fiona Apple, what a character. Between the
softcore video, the awards show rebuke, and now for her second album concocting history's
most ludicrous title (the full thing runs 90 words long), Apple is earning a rep as a
world-class oddball. Which may be the case. In contrast to many of her faux eccentric
contemporaries, however, this wolf in waif's clothing seems to be genuinely astray in the
straight world. And Apple is the real thing in another way--as a talent. When the Pawn
Hits picks up where her eye-opening debut, Tidal,
left off. With Jon Brion back in the producer's seat, the twosome concoct a heady,
keyboard-heavy soundscape that perfectly complements the singer's assertive, dangerously
sexy Nina
Simone-meets-Chrissie
Hynde delivery. Unforeseen embellishments color the arrangements, including the
sinister carnival interlude in "On the Bound," the George
Harrison-like guitar in "Mistake," and the drum solo (when's the last time
you heard one of those on a pop album?) in "Limp." All Brion's enhancements are
in service of Apple, who comes through with preternaturally confident expressions of
insecure sentiments ("Change my mind, I can't decide, there's too many variations to
consider") and cold-eyed accounts of recrimination and self-recrimination. Cohesive,
gutsy, and finely honed, When the Pawn Hits pummels any notions of a sophomore
slump for 1996's most promising newcomer. A character, yes, but what an artist, too! --Steven
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