Saturday, January 31, 2009
Amy will play at Coachella!
Good news Amy fans! Amy will perform om Coachella Saturday April 18. We are sooooo excited!
Read more here!
Read more here!
Friday, January 30, 2009
Amy Winehouse - October Song - Lyrics
October Song is one of few songs on Frank that isn't about Chris. October Song is about when Amys beloved bird Ava died. It's such a great song that can't be played too many times.
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Today my bird flew away
Gone to find her big blue jay
Starlight before she took flight
I sung a lullaby of bird land everynight
Sung for my Ava everynight
Ava was the morning, now she's gone
She's reborn like Sarah Vaughan
In the sanctuary she has found
Birds surround her sweet soun
And Ava flies in paradise
With dread I woke in my bed
To shooting pains up in my head
Lovebird, my beautiful bird
Spoken 'til one day she couldn't be heard
She just stopped singing
Ava was the morning, now she's gone
She's reborn like Sarah Vaughan
In the sanctuary she has found
Birds surround her sweet soun
And Ava flies in paradise
--
Today my bird flew away
Gone to find her big blue jay
Starlight before she took flight
I sung a lullaby of bird land everynight
Sung for my Ava everynight
Ava was the morning, now she's gone
She's reborn like Sarah Vaughan
In the sanctuary she has found
Birds surround her sweet soun
And Ava flies in paradise
With dread I woke in my bed
To shooting pains up in my head
Lovebird, my beautiful bird
Spoken 'til one day she couldn't be heard
She just stopped singing
Ava was the morning, now she's gone
She's reborn like Sarah Vaughan
In the sanctuary she has found
Birds surround her sweet soun
And Ava flies in paradise
Pictures of Amy on Joe's pub
Have you seen these pics of Amy on Joe's pub back in 2007? They're amazing!
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Interview with Amy at T in the Park 2005
back in 2005, she looks so different! No beehive! Talking about festivals, Frank and how hard it is to write.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Amy Winehouse - Mr Magic - Lyrics
This song is about Amy being in love, probably about Chris. Although, as Amy likes making refernces to her infuences and Amy was into Hip Hop at the time, it can be about the rapper Mr Magic.
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Every day i see you
My hands were made for you
And you always give me stress me free point of view
Pick you up after school
Chorus:´
Mr. Magic Take a token
Mr. Magic Of my love
Mr. Magic I see you through the smoke
Without you, a misery
Blue with a migraine
All the songs sound better when you're next to me
Hey, cause they come naturally
Chorus
Laying on my bed
I reach over for you
And you so fresh you even make the standards bloom
But its just to you through
Chorus
Mr. Magic
Mr. Magic
Mr. Magic
Waiting for the smoke to clear.
I'm waiting for the smoke to clear
--
Every day i see you
My hands were made for you
And you always give me stress me free point of view
Pick you up after school
Chorus:´
Mr. Magic Take a token
Mr. Magic Of my love
Mr. Magic I see you through the smoke
Without you, a misery
Blue with a migraine
All the songs sound better when you're next to me
Hey, cause they come naturally
Chorus
Laying on my bed
I reach over for you
And you so fresh you even make the standards bloom
But its just to you through
Chorus
Mr. Magic
Mr. Magic
Mr. Magic
Waiting for the smoke to clear.
I'm waiting for the smoke to clear
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Monday, January 26, 2009
Amy Winehouse - You sent me flying - Lyrics
You sent me flying is one of the songs from Frank that is about Amy's and Chris' breakup. Amy sings about how much she acted like someone else, by hunting him and trying to make him like her. But when he dumps me she realises that she's just not that into him. A bit like Tears dry on their own on Back to Black right? The rest of the records is about how heartbroken she is, but it's always one songs that's about that it really isn't that bad.
Amy also sings about how hard it was for them to keep working together after they broke up. Chris was the one she met when she at age 17 got her job at News of the world.
---
Lent you Outsidaz and my new Badu
while I was thinking you didn't have a clue
tough to sort files with your voice in my head
So then I bribed you downstairs with a malboro red
so now I feel so small discovering you knew
How much more torture would you have put me through?
you probably saw me laughing at all your jokes
or how I did not mind when you stole all my smokes
And although my pride is not easily disturbed
you sent me flying when you kicked me to the kerb
With you battered jeans and your beastie tee
Now I can't work like this with you next to me
And although he is nothing in the scheme of my years
it just serves to blugdeon my futile tears
And I'm not use to this, I observe, I don't chase
So now I'm stuck with consequences, thrust in my face
And the melodramas of my day delivery blows
that surpass your rejection it just goes to show
a simple attraction that reflects right back to me
so I'm not as into you as I appear to be
And although my pride's not easily disturbed
you sent me flying when you kicked me to the kerb
With you battered jeans and your beastie tee
Now I can't work like this with you next to me
His message was brutal but the delivery was kind
maybe if I get this down I'll get it off my mind
It serves to condition me and smoothen mi kinks
despite my frustation for the way that he thinks
and I knew the truth, when it came, would be to that effect
At least you're attracted to me which I did not expect
didn't think you get my number down and such
but I never hated myself for my age so much
And although my pride's not easily disturbed
you sent me flying when you kicked me to the kerb
With you battered jeans and your beastie tee
Now I can't work like this with you next to me
Amy also sings about how hard it was for them to keep working together after they broke up. Chris was the one she met when she at age 17 got her job at News of the world.
---
Lent you Outsidaz and my new Badu
while I was thinking you didn't have a clue
tough to sort files with your voice in my head
So then I bribed you downstairs with a malboro red
so now I feel so small discovering you knew
How much more torture would you have put me through?
you probably saw me laughing at all your jokes
or how I did not mind when you stole all my smokes
And although my pride is not easily disturbed
you sent me flying when you kicked me to the kerb
With you battered jeans and your beastie tee
Now I can't work like this with you next to me
And although he is nothing in the scheme of my years
it just serves to blugdeon my futile tears
And I'm not use to this, I observe, I don't chase
So now I'm stuck with consequences, thrust in my face
And the melodramas of my day delivery blows
that surpass your rejection it just goes to show
a simple attraction that reflects right back to me
so I'm not as into you as I appear to be
And although my pride's not easily disturbed
you sent me flying when you kicked me to the kerb
With you battered jeans and your beastie tee
Now I can't work like this with you next to me
His message was brutal but the delivery was kind
maybe if I get this down I'll get it off my mind
It serves to condition me and smoothen mi kinks
despite my frustation for the way that he thinks
and I knew the truth, when it came, would be to that effect
At least you're attracted to me which I did not expect
didn't think you get my number down and such
but I never hated myself for my age so much
And although my pride's not easily disturbed
you sent me flying when you kicked me to the kerb
With you battered jeans and your beastie tee
Now I can't work like this with you next to me
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Blake's lawyers think that they can proove Amy's fame is because of Blake
This is one of the absolutly sickest things I've read in weeks.Blake and his lawyers will use love letters to prove that Back to Black was written about Blake, and couldn't be written without him in Amy's life, and therefor he should get half of her fortune.
Is he friggin kidding me?
How much has that stupid man cost her? Without him, Amy would probably have her third album out now, and wouldn't have spent millions on him and drugs he teached her to take.
And the gold digging mother of his, Georgette Civil, is so stupid I just want to puke. I realise all mothers love their sons, but come on! She even sold Amy's love letters to News of the world. How low is that??
I totally get why he must get her money, as Blake has no talent what so ever. he tried to be a stylist but his reputation was that he couldn't even comb hos own hair. Then he tried to be a music video assistant, but soon got fired as he was such a joke.
And, the most funny thing is that Blakes talks about the song Back to Black and that it's all because of him she could make such a hit. Amy didn't write that song! Mark Ronson did! Amy just wrte the lyrics.
Blake: Amy made a hit album cause she's so friggin talented, not because of you. All you ever made was a mess.
Is he friggin kidding me?
How much has that stupid man cost her? Without him, Amy would probably have her third album out now, and wouldn't have spent millions on him and drugs he teached her to take.
And the gold digging mother of his, Georgette Civil, is so stupid I just want to puke. I realise all mothers love their sons, but come on! She even sold Amy's love letters to News of the world. How low is that??
I totally get why he must get her money, as Blake has no talent what so ever. he tried to be a stylist but his reputation was that he couldn't even comb hos own hair. Then he tried to be a music video assistant, but soon got fired as he was such a joke.
And, the most funny thing is that Blakes talks about the song Back to Black and that it's all because of him she could make such a hit. Amy didn't write that song! Mark Ronson did! Amy just wrte the lyrics.
Blake: Amy made a hit album cause she's so friggin talented, not because of you. All you ever made was a mess.
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Friday, January 23, 2009
Amy Winehouse - What it is - Lyrics
What it is was written by Amy in 2003 but didn't make it to Frank. Although it was recorded as a demo and later showed up on the deluxe version.
What it is is a break up song (as always), about a very sensitive man, who clearly changed a lot while they were together. Maybe Chris?
--
I can see you ahead of me
But I'm not always forward thinkin'
I tell you what you want to hear
It depends on what I've been drinkin'
Cause everything I do or say
Makes it hard for you to stay
We both know What it is
Now-a-days we talk too much
Like your forgetting all the good shit
You decide what’s wrong with me
I always used to let you say
But now I like to think out loud
Your runnin' with some different crowd
We both know what it is
I don’t know you anymore
Supposed 2 be the man
That I live my life by
And your attitude become a bore
And I'm so tired I cant even cry
Mr Ultra sensitive
Ill never let myself forget you
Messed each other up you know
So Im sorry if I upset you
tomorrow is another day
So Ill call you cause thats OK
We both know what it is
I dont know you anymore
Supposed to be the man
That I live my life by
And you're attitude become a bore
And I'm so Tired
I can't even cry
Relationship doesn’t remain
We resonate on different flames
I could cut you down again
If you were like all other men
If you were like all other men
I know that I could shut you down again
But my friend ,but my friend
I don’t know you anymore
Supposed to be the man
That I live my life by
And your attitude become a bore
And I'm so tired I cant even cry
I don’t know you anymore
Supposed to be the man
That I live my life by
And your attitude become a bore
And I'm so tired I cant even cry
What it is is a break up song (as always), about a very sensitive man, who clearly changed a lot while they were together. Maybe Chris?
--
I can see you ahead of me
But I'm not always forward thinkin'
I tell you what you want to hear
It depends on what I've been drinkin'
Cause everything I do or say
Makes it hard for you to stay
We both know What it is
Now-a-days we talk too much
Like your forgetting all the good shit
You decide what’s wrong with me
I always used to let you say
But now I like to think out loud
Your runnin' with some different crowd
We both know what it is
I don’t know you anymore
Supposed 2 be the man
That I live my life by
And your attitude become a bore
And I'm so tired I cant even cry
Mr Ultra sensitive
Ill never let myself forget you
Messed each other up you know
So Im sorry if I upset you
tomorrow is another day
So Ill call you cause thats OK
We both know what it is
I dont know you anymore
Supposed to be the man
That I live my life by
And you're attitude become a bore
And I'm so Tired
I can't even cry
Relationship doesn’t remain
We resonate on different flames
I could cut you down again
If you were like all other men
If you were like all other men
I know that I could shut you down again
But my friend ,but my friend
I don’t know you anymore
Supposed to be the man
That I live my life by
And your attitude become a bore
And I'm so tired I cant even cry
I don’t know you anymore
Supposed to be the man
That I live my life by
And your attitude become a bore
And I'm so tired I cant even cry
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