I can’t believe tonight is finally here.

Tori Amos has held my hand while I cried, both literally and figuratively, while Fiona Apple has always been a sort of mythical creature who created the music that shaped my teenage years. I saw her live from the back row of an outdoor arena in the middle of a thunderstorm when I was 13 and then she disappeared, leaving me to fend for myself. Tonight I finally get to share a space with her other than my mind and I could not be more ready, and less emotionally prepared..

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