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“Miss Jackson,” the lead single from the band’s latest album Too Weird To Live, Too Rare To Die! was built around a sample of Fiona Apple’s“Every Single Night” until Apple refused to clear it.

“She was not having it, man, she was so bummed on us,” says Urie, before calling Apple a bitch. P!ATD ended up reworking the track, and Urie says he’s still a fan.

Watch the interview below, which includes some playback of the original Apple-sampling track when it was titled“Bad Apple.”

Here’s how “Miss Jackson” turned out:

Manhood in Hollywood

Lasse Hallström’s slight and enjoyable 2005 film Casanova, starring the late Heath Ledger as the titular legendary seducer and set in 1753 Venice, contains a scene that metonymically represents the shifts in the Bush-to-Bush representation of masculinity. In one typically antic, sitcom-like moment during a masked ball, Casanova sits at a banquet table attempting to wax eloquent before an assemblage of highborn dignitaries, including the freethinking, feminist activist he loves and her mother.

Unbeknownst to them, a rapacious young woman (Casanova’s fiancée) beneath the table proceeds to gratify Casanova orally. As Hallström stages the scene, the primary focus is on...

The first part of the interview is largely about that incident, but Apple then goes on to talk about pretty much everything, first going deeper into the usage of “Criminal” during a strip scene in Hustlers (Apple still hasn’t seen the movie: “If I were a person who actually left my house, I’d go.”), and then talking about the new album that she’s making progress on, the follow-up to 2012’s The Idler Wheel…, which she says could be out next year: “I was supposed to be done a million years ago. And I go off and I take too long making stuff. I’m hoping for early 2020. I think.” She continues:

I worry a lot about what it’s gonna be like when I actually have to put out an album and go out there. I think I’m getting close to finishing. While I’m doing it, I have to put the rest of it out of my mind. It’s just fun. It’s just me making stuff, on my own time, and then not making stuff for years, and then starting to make stuff. It’s just around this time when things are starting to shape up with the album and everything is getting toward the finish line — that’s when I start to get a little concerned for myself. I’ll be okay, I just know that it’s not going to be all enjoyable. Every time I go out on a photo shoot, I think, This is different from seven years ago. I don’t feel like this anymore.

Elsewhere, she says that the album is “just me and the band,” continuing: The more control you have over something, the more it’s your baby, the more you care about it, the more it feels like an accomplishment. The last record and this record feel more like mine than the other records. You know? Not that I don’t feel like the other records are mine.”

Apple also addresses a lot of ephemera from her recent career that she hasn’t talked about before, including denying Panic! At The Disco the rights to sample her song“Every Single Night” and what happened to her Grammy, which at one point she said she didn’t know where it was:

I gave it to this school, and I have to get it sent back. For the longest time it was at somebody’s house and they wouldn’t give it back to me, and I said I was going to give it to my grandmother, but I was really going to donate it to a school so they could auction it off. But it turns out you can’t auction it off. So now it’s in this office in this school, and I haven’t gotten around to writing them to get it back.

There’s a lot of gems in the interview, and you can and should read the whole thing here.

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        he fried it and linked it Peace fulfilled, grace transformed.

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        Lonely country.

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        The gauchos and the Yankees will know, but it is with deep love that
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        contain overturned annex of all friends, asleep worrying about both.

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        for the other, and each man, twice the mutual blood of the other
        man.

        The big party and the last game finally decided their day
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        minus one tooth, removed by inhumanity and discomfort
        of the secret agents of the United States, pursuing the
        richest person in the world, who in Mexico has made
        The United States prefers exclusion, nothing more than more drugs or
        nothing, to make the world go round. asleep 10 a.m., May 22, 2020

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        Reality and incorporeal nature demonstrate this fact.
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