Soul-Star

Soul for days. Hair taller than any sky scrapper in New York city. Moves like a jazz musician. Tattoos that would make you break your neck. Suberbian upbringing. A rebellious swag. Lyrics that are real and valid. Skin like Casper but the vocals would fool you into believing she was an ethnic women. Five Grammy awards. Pumps that made her so irresistible. A husband that would introduce her to a life that would be the death of her. Rehabilitation that never worked. A friend named Valerie who lived too far. A father who worked as a cab driver.

Amy Winehouse was the epitome of amazing. Her lyrics and style captivated me at such an early age. I can think as far back as middle school, when I first caught wind of Ms. Winehouse and her classic voice. Her beehive hair and cat eye make up was something serious. Her photos took over my Myspace page because here beauty was bold and misunderstood.

 People never comprehended why I admired her work.I would shout through the hallways at school and express my love for her craft and voice. Amy Winehouse was the first artist from the United Kingdom that I really listened to.I believe she set the precedent for Joss Stone, Adele and Estelle. I was patiently waiting for Amy to get better so that she could come back with a vengeance. Less than a month ago, I posted one of my favorite songs by her, here on andallthag0odstuff.  I expressed how much I could not wait for her to get better and even thought as far as a collaboration with another soul star, Adele.

Unfortunately, that day will never arrive. Her death really shocked me due to the fact that I was convinced she was getting better. She was clearly convinced that she was well enough to tour Europe. I am a firm believer that "only the good die young", just as Billy Joel's song suggested. Amy was only 27 and her life had barely taken off. She did not reach her fullest potential but alcoholism and drug use took her before she could show the world what she was really made of.

 

Rest In Peace Amy Jade Winehouse