Fiona Apple
The Idler Wheel...



by Lucid USER (18 Reviews)
June 28th, 2013 | 16 replies

Release Date: 2012 | Tracklist

My heart's made of parts of all that's around me, and that's why the devil just can't get around me.

My mind continually circles back to these words on this brutally pained record; they serve as atonement for the anguish on display, asserting faith in one's loving heart. Because the devil is omnipresent here, lurking behind every self-loathing statement and every episode of self-harm. I'll be upfront and state that bonding deeply with The Idler Wheel is all about personality: it takes a certain kind of person to connect with the mental masochism on display here, the obsessive rumination, the thrill in self-destruction, the comedy of actively existing this way. Because intelligence and self-awareness certainly don't guarantee happiness; rather, they can contribute to chronic insecurity, as laughable as that may seem. But I do relate, with gut-level empathy, and that's why I find The Idler Wheel infinitely more gripping than any shitty Laura Marling record.

Was that jab uncalled for" "Rude" even" That's the venom that laces Fiona's verbal lashes, caustic anger directed outwards instead of inwards, for a change. Pain is a second skeleton on this album, one assembled by a volatile psyche. No album this decade other than James Blake is this solipsistic, to the point that the music often functions as a depiction of the mind: where James uses electronics to map out his brain circuitry, Fiona employs erratic percussion as neurotic webbing and atonal piano chords as nervy thought trails. But she goes further, as her thoughts trickle down the spine, form the belly swelling to a blaze, all-consuming dissipation through the body. The origin of divergence is the same, defeated realization: I don't cry when I'm sad anymore. James follows with numbness while Fiona simmers with anger, pain overflowing to a point of collapse. I reckon some of you reading this are thinking: "But Ali, James Blake is an electronic artist and Fiona Apple is a piano-focused singer/songwriter! How can you compare the two"" If you actually think that, then you are a peripheral idiot that shouldn't bother reading the rest of this review.

Fear of mortality is etched into The Idler Wheel, and terrifyingly so. Fiona articulates this in an interview with Pitchfork where she describes her mindset on a day that inspired "Jonathan": "I had been thinking about dying a lot. I would never kill myself, but you can kind of let yourself die." That disregard for well-being is hinted at early, in the wide-eyed desire of I just want to feel everything. But the lethal undercurrent of that intent is revealed in the following track: I don't feel anything until I smash it up. That she compares herself to a "daredevil" is hilarious: while some people jump out of planes and perform death-defying stunts to earn that label, she extracts the same mental thrill from the comfort of her own home, in wild self-destruction. This impulse is so enticing that she projects it as a threat, morbidly intoning don't let me ruin me over piano chords that reverberate like tremors, like warning signs of looming crisis. She stresses the dependency by framing herself as a child with the pathetic I may need a chaperone, a grown woman calling for supervision so that she doesn't, you know, destroy herself. It's alarming and uncomfortable, as is the pleading on "Left Alone," where she quivers nothing, nothing is manageable, helpless in her inability to handle the most basic responsibilities.

That song is the breakdown of the album, the dissolution into hysteria that The Idler Wheel persistently veers close to. Take this following scene as imaginative context: you're on a dinner date with this confident, sexy guy – he's damn perfect – and it's going amazingly well. You're spitting out your drink with every joke he makes and swooning in his seductive presence. He locks hands with you later on a midnight stroll across a starlit pier – he even sneaks a kiss as he drops you home! But Fiona isn't interested in those Instagram effects, no; she captures the crushing realizations that sear through you that night: that chronic isolation has made you impenetrable, that you beg to be left alone, that you still think about dying on a daily basis. Watch the self-hatred with which Fiona stammers this guy what a guy oh god what a good guy and I can't even enjoy him 'cause I'm hard, too hard to know. The snarl of those last words is piercing, capturing the misery of having everything you could want, other than actual self-worth.

The Idler Wheel finds humor in that while you're curled up in bed ruthlessly scrutinizing yourself, other people are leading Stable Lives as Stable Adults. Watch how Fiona puts her intellect to use on "Valentine" as she deprecates herself with remarkable creativity, deadpan delivered in sequence. A fugitive too dull to flee. A still life drawing of a peach. I’m a tulip in a cup; I stand no chance of growing up. These are dry, sad jokes that recognize the comedy of self-pity but make no attempts to move past it. Earlier in the song, she takes lurid glee in observing the object of her affection – I watch you live to have my fun – and states with nonchalance: I stared at you and cut myself. Bizarrely, it's one of the more comfortable lines on the record, less transgressive than the theatrical suffering that pervades The Idler Wheel. And what to make of the wild contempt that forms the chorus of "Regret"" I ran out of white dove feathers to soak up the hot piss that comes from your mouth every time you address me. On paper it's an uneasy laugh, but as Fiona scraps her throat on the words, she forces silence. There's much dark humor to The Idler Wheel, but don't think to deny the intensity of feeling from which it originates.

There's a smile-inducing shift at the album's end, after the pain has been fully exorcized. Fiona is now happy, playfully suggesting a tryst with her lover on "Anything We Want" and gushing about his attraction on "Hot Knife." This is atonement for the anguish, an apology for the outbursts, the verbal slaps, the self-laceration. Because sides of Fiona's personality are in opposition to those that dominate The Idler Wheel, as is true for us, the listeners that have lived this record. Shame brings its own pain, requiring an earnest plea for amends. So we extend an apology, hoping that you find enough love in your heart to accept it.

And if you don't, well it didn't mean shit anyways. Ha!

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June 28th 2013


Album Rating: 4.5 | Sound Off


June 28th 2013


wow is this really that good?

June 28th 2013


not really

June 28th 2013


Album Rating: 5.0

I love Fiona Apple but I haven't listened to this fully yet. Will get on that. But hot damn a 5.

June 28th 2013


Album Rating: 4.5

really good review ali. well written, daring, and engaging.

shame no one will read it

June 28th 2013


Album Rating: 3.5

but I just did!

Contributing Reviewer
June 28th 2013


Album Rating: 4.5

Only Fiona album I haven't listened to yet. Looking forward to it!

June 28th 2013


Album Rating: 3.0

Nice review. This is a great record, not a classic in my opinion, but whatever. Keep on writing, you have a knack for it.

Digging: Belle and Sebastian - How To Solve Our Human Problems Pt. 1

June 28th 2013


Album Rating: 5.0

This review for me lost credibility when you called any of Laura Marling's albums shitty.

June 28th 2013


Album Rating: 4.5

it takes a certain kind of person to connect with the mental masochism on display here, the obsessive rumination, the thrill in self-destruction, the comedy of actively existing this way.

this is me to a T, and i've often thought one of the main reasons why i'm drawn so much to an album like this.

he even sneaks you a kiss as he drops you home!

*he even sneaks a kiss... works better imo

her mindset on a day that inspired "Jonathan":

weird syntax. if i were you i'd do a full stop after jonathan and then start your next sentence with the quote, ending it with something like 'she said.'

review is obviously the best thing you've written to date. i accidentally neg'd so i'm going to amend that now. one thing: i think you would maybe do well to take out the alienating bits. i get that you're tying it in contextually, but it sounds more like you're miffed for no reason than trying to draw attention to those qualities in the record. i only had fragmented bits from this review before, but in digesting it as a whole, i think the cattiness serves to detract from the otherwise perfect balance of professional/conversational tone you have here. omit the superfluous jab at marling and the douchey 'peripheral idiot' bit, that's my suggestion. but yea, absolutely superb job on this. better than most of the staff/contrib reviews on this site.

June 28th 2013


Album Rating: 4.5

Great review, and the album is indeed brilliant.

Contributing Reviewer
June 28th 2013


Album Rating: 4.5

Wow I wish I could write this great. None of my stuff is this great. I love listening to Fiona cause shes deep and (unfortunately for her) she seems to really know what pain is. I really can't wait to listen to this.

June 29th 2013


Album Rating: 4.0

"But I do relate, with gut-level empathy, and that's why I find The Idler Wheel infinitely more gripping than any shitty Laura Marling record." ouch. new Marling rules.

review is great aside from the more aggressive lines, which feel needless to me. album is excellent, particularly with headphones where you can focus in on all the nuances and stuff.

June 29th 2013



Digging: Morbid Angel - Kingdoms Disdained

June 29th 2013


Album Rating: 4.0

you need to just apply for staff so i can find your reviews more easily

June 30th 2013


I write for By Volume these days so head over there for more writing :>

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