Feloniously fabulous Fiona Apple broke into the big time with Criminal (1997), the third single from her debut album, Tidal. It was the song's ubiquitous, deliberately icky video that drew attention to the deep-and-throaty twenty-year-old piano pounder; director Mark Romanek set the whole thing in a dark wood-paneled house with green shag carpets and a forlorn amateur-porn vibe, lit Fiona with spotlights, gave her harsh red eyes, and had her roll around looking silkenly sullen in her skivvies. It was fitting for the song, a sultry, slow piece full of guilty feelings about dirty deeds, but no one seemed to notice it was all tongue-in-cheek, and voyeurs everywhere took to their tubs to scrub themselves clean for weeks.