Want the same things when we play, otherwise mines a different way.
Making my millionth Latte of the day for the keen coffee drinkers of Leeds someone I work with who I shall not name out of sheer disappointment in them walks in and casually says "Winehouse is dead". Laughing he walks away saying "Not a massive loss though is it?". So what did Miss Can'tkeepheropinionstoherself say? Well we'll cut the story short, I got flustered and lectured him that a loss is a loss, she was someone's daughter, someone's first love and someone's best friend that was so badly damaged by drugs that there was no going back. Pure insensitivity! Rant over? Ooo I think that's enough for today!
But what a sad loss it is to the music world as well as her family&friends&fans. I came close to tears (yes only close this time, maybe i'm toughening up? ha) on the train watching her last performance where so called fans booed off stage. All I wanted to do was give her a big cuddle and try and get into her head for a minute the poor girl. That voice, the hair, the liquid liner, the tattoos. All those amazing little things that made her such a great character, performer and person. Her music means so much to me as it does many others, heartbreaking lyrics that have a certain twist to them that make you feel that little bit stronger.
I cheated myself, like you knew I would
I told you I was trouble, you know that I'm no good
Listening to "You know I'm no good" and "In my bed" feels far too familiar for me at the moment, NOOO I haven't cheated but with so many feelings flying about at the moment I feel like I might have cheated myself out of a few opportunities these past few months. I started to wonder when the last time I was selfish, did what I wanted to do, felt how I wanted to feel about something. Although this made sense after a couple of wines on Friday night. In retrospect it can sort of be a bad idea to go spilling feelings all over the shop. These feelings were new, don't judge me! I'm sure they'll be swallowed up in working 2 jobs, a few nights out in Leeds and a couple of kisses later!
I'm not gonna meet your mother any time
I just want to grip your body over mine
Please tell me why you think that's a crime?
So to play out my Amy Winehouse almost turned Dear Diary post... I'll leave you with a few of my favourites. Get an empty house, a glass of wine and a loud speaker and pour your heart out to Amy's beautiful work.
FiftysAtHeart, back in the blogging mood but with a ridiculous scheduled life of busyness! xx
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