Therapy in Music

Musical musings for reflection

Are you an Extraordinary Machine?

on September 6, 2012

So how about that Fiona Apple? Her album Extraordinary Machine pretty much blows my mind! But mostly the title song. I hear it and it makes me smile because I AM an Extraordinary Machine!  If you haven’t heard it, I suggest that you check out that entire album. Musically it’s quite genius and very pretty to listen to (IMHO).  (the 4th song on the album, Better Version of Me, is pretty darn awesome, too! ♫ “Heee-ere it comes, a better version of me….” ♫)

It took me quite a while to get to this point of loving myself, though. High School in the 80s was pretty traumatizing for me (and about a million other people, I think)… That in itself does not make me very extraordinary, but I think the challenges I faced and the people who were my friends really influenced me and my (dare I say) ignorant choices. Some not in a good way — because I wanted to “be cool”, sometimes I might not have thought things completely through. But, without those choices, I would not be the same extraordinary person I have come to love and cherish today.

Recently, I read an article that said that the “popular kids” will have more difficulty making friends once they become adults because as children/teens they didn’t have to work very hard to be accepted by their peers. I thought that was very interesting, because it never occurred to me that those people might, at some point in their lives, have a rough time too.

Are our personalities something that we take for granted? Are our friends? How about our choices? Would it make a daily difference in your life if you started thinking EVERYONE is an extraordinary machine?

Extraordinary Machine by Fiona Apple

I certainly haven’t been shopping for any new shoes
And
I certainly  haven’t been spreading myself around
I still only travel by foot
And by  foot it’s a slow climb
But I’m good at being uncomfortable, so
I can’t  stop changing all the time

I noticed that my opponent is always on the  go
And
Won’t go slow so as not to focus, and I notice
He’ll hitch a ride  with any guide
As long as they go fast from whence he came
But he’s no  good at being uncomfortable, so
He can’t stop staying exactly the same

If there was a better way to go then it would find me
I can’t help it,  the road just rolls out behind me
Be kind to me
Or treat me mean
I’ll  make the most of it
I’m an extraordinary machine

I seem to you to  seek a new disaster every day
You deem me doomed to clean my view
And be  at peace and lay
I mean to prove I mean to move in my own way
And say  I’ve been getting along
For long before you came into the play

I am  the baby of the family, it happens
So
Everybody cares
And wear the  sheep’s clothes while they chaperone
Curious, you’re looking down your nose  at me
While you appease
Courteous to try and help
But let me set your  mind at ease

If there was a better way to go then it would find me
I  can’t help it, the road just rolls out behind me
Be kind to me
Or treat  me mean
I’ll make the most of it
I’m an extraordinary machine

Do  I so worry you?
No need to hurry to my side
That’s very kind
But it’s  to no avail
I don’t want the veil of flowers, no
Everything will be just  fine

If there was a better way to go then it would find me
I can’t  help it, the road just rolls out behind me
Be kind to me
Or treat me mean
I’ll make the most of it
I’m an extraordinary machine

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