Amy Winehouse – Life After Death
After getting the news about Amy Winehouse, there wasn’t any shock or disbelief on my behalf. I knew who she was (although there are many American’s that even still don’t have a clue), however even though I had a friend who had her CD a long time ago, I really hadn’t felt much desire dig in that direction.
“You’re nobody until somebody kills you” – Biggie Smalls infamous line. In Amy’s case, you’re nobody until you kill yourself. All I knew mostly about Amy was her bad rep for drugs and bad relationships. The tougher than life image that she portrayed with the bigger than life hair, trashy arm tattoos and I don’t give a fuck attitude. She made not giving a fuck look good (or bad, depending on what day, lol). She cussed in her songs and was painfully honest (I love that 
. She told reporters she was ugly. To some, maybe she was minus an angle shot here or there, but even still she had a certain appeal to her that her fans loved. She had an undeniable edge and just that something about her. She gave the bad girl in all of us an image and a voice. She was a small body with a small voice when she wasn’t on stage, but when she sang she brought out a soulful sound that was all it’s own.
She seemed to have been given two parents that loved her but it didn’t seem to be enough. It seems life was a struggle that she just couldn’t overcome. The drugs and darkness swallowed her whole. She lived with her heart on her sleeve like so many others who expect “love” or at least the feeling of it to save them.
She is the latest in a long line who have been so lucky and gifted but cursed at the same time with such pure and raw talent who end up with us for only a brief moment. But hey, without death, there is no life…without darkness, there is no light. None of us are here forever, no matter how much talent we may have or have not. So while there is sadness around her death, in her death there is a lot of life to be found. We should all be shocked and amazed by how one small person could have left such a huge mark in such little time and in spite of how fucked up she felt life was. She poured her insight, heart and soul into her music and it was a great gift. She gives strength to the people like me who go out on a rainy hot and humid August day to pump air in a bike tire and get mud all over them just to go into a store looking dirty but not really giving a shit. Who really gives a fuck what the world thinks? Thank you Amy Hope you find whatever it is you were searching for on earth in the after life.
