Sinff me out like I was Tanqueray

Amy Winehouse rocks my socks. Her, voice, her style, her balls to the walls attitude, her messy fucked up-ness. You don’t get a voice filled with soul like that with out having lived a life…without living a life.

She’s got personal problems.. yeah so what, who the fuck doesn’t. I don’t want squeaky clean, pristine, white washed, bullshit in my ear when I’m alone in the dark, contomplating my life. I don’t want homogenised pop music i cant relate to blaring out my car stereo as i blaze down the 101 way over the speed limit on the way to screw a stranger 12 ways to Sunday. I want it gritty and i want it real and i wanna feel it.

I cheated myself
Like I knew I would
I told ya, I was trouble
You know that I’m no good

She’s got depth…. and shes got pipes… and she’s got my attention.

3 thoughts on “Sinff me out like I was Tanqueray

  • Therapeutic Ramblings

    She reminds me of Kurt Cobain….amazing talent, but a complete train wreck as a person. Let’s hope she lasts longer.

  • Jenny DeMilo

    really who’s not a train wreck. I think we all are. Shes just public and her life is under a microscope. I would say that most of us wouldn’t fair as well with that kind of scrutiny.

  • Valley Girl

    You’re preaching to the choir!!! I heart her! So bad-ass. She’s like Billy Holiday meets Lauryn Hill, no?

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