It is time for me to go to bed but before I do I just wanted to put this up, one little mouse for everyone to enjoy. I have written before about my love for Amy Winehouse which is ongoing. And I am so sad that she’s having all these wackity crackity problems. I think with all the nonsense (or Nunsense, if you love off broadway shows) there is now a part of the populace that is kind of turned off to discovering her or understanding that she is really fucking unbelievably great. Oh, it pains me how much I love her. And I maintain, in spite of everything, that she is still GFTJ.*
In any case, I know clicking on a link is kind of a drag, but do not be a dumb dumb, just click ON THIS. This is Amy singing “Teach Me Tonight” a few years ago, pre-beehive, when she was just emerging and before the pipe smoking. She still had hot legs and good boobs and a sweet baby fat face anchored by that shnoz I adore (I admit I’ve always wanted a reverse nose job – I kinda wish mine was bigger. At least wider. I love big noses. I hate small noses. I hate them. I hate them in the same way I hate Dominos Pizza. Just fucking passionless, useless.) In any case, this clip gives me a major case of chills, full on arm-hair-up-chills. I love her red nylon eighties jacket and her little sway and the way you can tell she’s feeling the sexiness of the song. I love the way she jumps around at the end all excited like a little kid. This is what’s in there! Still, I believe.
It’s always a melancholy thing. To meet someone whose full loveliness is now obscured for some reason. Whose glow only sweeps over you now and then, like a lighthouse beam pulsing and then receding through the fog of a mysterious hurt which you can feel more than really understand. Probably we are all as adults a bit dimmed by some bad business. But here’s to songs and random blogged bits of youtubage brightening us day by day.
OK. Off to brush teeth and do an under the pillow spider check and then tuck in.
Feel better soon Amy. Feel better soon everyone.
(*Good For The Jews)