I was five years old when ‘Jagged Little Pill’ was
released in 1995 and about eight when the CD finally made its way into our
family car. The soundtrack to long hot summer car journeys, I have fond
memories of this album, entertaining not only myself but my parents too. I used
to demand having it on repeat, at the time thinking I was just so ‘awesome’,
yelling the lyrics word for word at the top of my voice, with little
understanding of the deeper meaning behind them. Alanis’s badass ‘take no shit’
attitude captivated me and the catchy melodies would replay in my head for
hours after. I loved every aspect of the album, whether it was giggling about
the line ‘I'm chickenshit’ or feeling deeply sorry for whoever this Mary Jane
lady was.
It wasn’t just the soft rock tunes and intriguing
lyrics that gave the charts a break from Girl Bands and Britney Spears, but
also the image that Alanis herself portrayed. I was quite the tomboy back then and
I felt I could relate to her lack of makeup and baggy men’s clothes. Of course
at the time I was oblivious to the fact that this was a calculated decision to defy
the objectification of women in popular music.
Aged 23 the album now holds a completely different
meaning to me, mature enough to understand the full extent of the themes behind
each song I love it even more. A strong willed female artist, Alanis isn’t
afraid to speak her mind and this timeless album is still relevant within today’s
society. She challenged the role of the female musician and brought interesting
insightful messages to the forefront of popular music, something future female
musicians have taken inspiration from. For this my god we are thankful, imagine
a popular music scene full of bubbly sweet teens with nothing useful to say.
Puke. The entertaining sarcastic lyrics I once thought were humorous, I now see
as a meaningful way of conveying how it feels to not be taken seriously. The
awkward silences within ‘All I really want’ that I never really understood, now
make perfect sense, taunting the listener with how it feels to not have a
voice. Despite these differences in interpretation Jagged Little Pill was as
meaningful 18 years ago as it is today.
The album was only expected to sell 100,000 copies,
with controversial messages and speaking in a language of unaltered sincerity,
bigwigs thought it was unlikely to catch the attention of the public as it was
being delivered from an unknown source. But they were wrong. The album spent 12
weeks at number 1 in the US billboards, was nominated for 9 Grammys as well as
selling 13 million copies. It’s ranked in the Rolling Stones Best Albums of the
Nineties and for good reason too.
Each track talks the listener through various stages
of Alanis’s troubled youth and what it’s like to be a woman in a fickle world.
You get lost in the loose carelessness of this album, most of the musical
elements are played with emotion and for effect rather than technically on
point. But that just adds to the attitude and brutal honesty that the tracks
convey. What makes this album so enticing to the ear is the variation in theme,
musicality and tone. Each track having it’s own unique story and the musical
backing to compliment it. From the raging anger in You Oughta Know to the soft
sorrow that sneaks through in Perfect. This is not a man hating, girl power
album by any means, but rather a relatable artwork that could move even the
steeliest of hearts. Part of the charm of this album are the unedited vocals,
the lack of polished presentation or perfect pitched notes, giving it a raw,
emotional, haunting sound. At points Alanis wails though the lyrics, tearing
through each word, unappealing to some, but personally I think that’s exactly where
the beauty of this album flourishes.
An acoustic version of the album was brought out in 2005,
delicate, soft and mellow. The acoustic guitars and graceful piano glide though
each song and the sweet sounding vocals tinkle over the top. Although it is magnificent,
it will never live up to the raw confident sound that the original harnesses.
A classic case of ‘you were thinking it, but I said
it’, Alanis delves deep into her personal life and talks about the things the rest
of us flinch away from. A creation that just gets better with age, each time I
listen to it I hear something new. It’s for that reason that I will keep on
revisiting this album.
was five years old when ‘Jagged Little Pill’ was
released in 1995 and about eight when the CD finally made its way into our
family car. The soundtrack to long hot summer car journeys, I have fond
memories of this album, entertaining not only myself but my parents too. I used
to demand having it on repeat, at the time thinking I was just so ‘awesome’,
yelling the lyrics word for word at the top of my voice, with little
understanding of the deeper meaning behind them. Alanis’s badass ‘take no shit’
attitude captivated me and the catchy melodies would replay in my head for
hours after. I loved every aspect of the album, whether it was giggling about
the line ‘I'm chickenshit’ or feeling deeply sorry for whoever this Mary Jane
lady was.
It wasn’t just the soft rock tunes and intriguing
lyrics that gave the charts a break from Girl Bands and Britney Spears, but
also the image that Alanis herself portrayed. I was quite the tomboy back then and
I felt I could relate to her lack of makeup and baggy men’s clothes. Of course
at the time I was oblivious to the fact that this was a calculated decision to defy
the objectification of women in popular music.
Aged 23 the album now holds a completely different
meaning to me, mature enough to understand the full extent of the themes behind
each song I love it even more. A strong willed female artist, Alanis isn’t
afraid to speak her mind and this timeless album is still relevant within today’s
society. She challenged the role of the female musician and brought interesting
insightful messages to the forefront of popular music, something future female
musicians have taken inspiration from. For this my god we are thankful, imagine
a popular music scene full of bubbly sweet teens with nothing useful to say.
Puke. The entertaining sarcastic lyrics I once thought were humorous, I now see
as a meaningful way of conveying how it feels to not be taken seriously. The
awkward silences within ‘All I really want’ that I never really understood, now
make perfect sense, taunting the listener with how it feels to not have a
voice. Despite these differences in interpretation Jagged Little Pill was as
meaningful 18 years ago as it is today.
The album was only expected to sell 100,000 copies,
with controversial messages and speaking in a language of unaltered sincerity,
bigwigs thought it was unlikely to catch the attention of the public as it was
being delivered from an unknown source. But they were wrong. The album spent 12
weeks at number 1 in the US billboards, was nominated for 9 Grammys as well as
selling 13 million copies. It’s ranked in the Rolling Stones Best Albums of the
Nineties and for good reason too.
Each track talks the listener through various stages
of Alanis’s troubled youth and what it’s like to be a woman in a fickle world.
You get lost in the loose carelessness of this album, most of the musical
elements are played with emotion and for effect rather than technically on
point. But that just adds to the attitude and brutal honesty that the tracks
convey. What makes this album so enticing to the ear is the variation in theme,
musicality and tone. Each track having it’s own unique story and the musical
backing to compliment it. From the raging anger in You Oughta Know to the soft
sorrow that sneaks through in Perfect. This is not a man hating, girl power
album by any means, but rather a relatable artwork that could move even the
steeliest of hearts. Part of the charm of this album are the unedited vocals,
the lack of polished presentation or perfect pitched notes, giving it a raw,
emotional, haunting sound. At points Alanis wails though the lyrics, tearing
through each word, unappealing to some, but personally I think that’s exactly where
the beauty of this album flourishes.
An acoustic version of the album was brought out in 2005,
delicate, soft and mellow. The acoustic guitars and graceful piano glide though
each song and the sweet sounding vocals tinkle over the top. Although it is magnificent,
it will never live up to the raw confident sound that the original harnesses.
A classic case of ‘you were thinking it, but I said
it’, Alanis delves deep into her personal life and talks about the things the rest
of us flinch away from. A creation that just gets better with age, each time I
listen to it I hear something new. It’s for that reason that I will keep on
revisiting this album.