Amy Winehouse - Back To Black
By: Brett Hickman |
Tuesday May 08, 2007 |
 
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Amy Winehouse is the classic example of someone I purposefully avoid reading about, watching videos of, or allow myself to hear others gossip about to me. I don't give a shit about her personal life, that she's a drunk slut ho bag that craves attention like her American counterparts Lindsay Lohan and Paris Hilton. I don't give a fuck. The music's good and that's all I'm paying attention to, dammit.
I know it's hard to do in this age of media over-saturation and the desire to be "up" on what's going on within the confines of every celebrity's bedroom, but it's all a detriment to the art and when the art's as good as Ms. Winehouse's it all shouldn't matter. We're not going to save all of these poor troubled souls and watching in disdain at their actions certainly ain't helping them any, so let them drink and drug themselves to death. After all, you ain't their family members or friends, so leave 'em be.
On "Rehab" Winehouse's voice and the music behind it are nothing short of a revolution. She don't give a damn what you think, bitch. So shut your asses up! Hahaha...Winehouse revisits the same themes over and over again as well. Drinking, her doing what she's gonna do, sex, stealing other chicks' boyfriends, tears drying and sadness. None of these are addressed as plainly and honestly than on the album's title track.
The music...oh man the music here is simply wondrous. It's like Phil Spector and Motown by way of Portishead (who were doing the Spector thing, too, but you feel me). Credit the emerging wunderkind Mark Ronson mostly, who here seems to have steered the ship overall. Winehouse wants desperately to be Shirley Bassey and comes damn close on Back To Black. Don't pay no attention to her exploits and just enjoy the music, folks. Besides, I get the feeling it's all scripted anyways. It's Ziggy Stardust for a new generation. Dig it, baby.
