I've been listening to Amy Winehouse nonstop for almost a month now (Yes, my obsessive side always shows up if I really really like something). Coincidentally, ever since I started to pay attention to her music, she was on news for some unglorious reasons almost all the time. The drug abuse, the bloody vomit in a hotel room, the ugly fight that ruined her ballet flat and the interview that exposed her dangerously low self-esteem, give me another layer to think about when I listen to her music.
A passionate consumer of music, I understand that sometimes pain is a required element in music, or you can even say that pain makes good music. I'd never befriend with people like Amy Winehouse in real life, not that they'd hang out with a 'rigid' person like me either. But somehow, I sense that underneath all those tattoos, that horrendous bee-hive and that heavy heavy eye liner, with a heroine abused tiny little frame, she shares the same kind of soul with me. Wishful thinking? Maybe. I hope one day she can just wake up and realize how talented she really is and she doesn't have to live this way to make good music. Am I too naive? Maybe.
Happened to catch another song from her first albumn Frank when I was out shopping this afternoon. I checked online and found out this albumn was due out in the coming November in the states, ah, a few years behind the Brit. But, we've got youtube and that makes up for almost everything.
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