Frank

10Mar09

I love Amy Winehouse’s music, I own both of her albums Frank and Back to Black, though I fear that unless she begins to take care of herself, they may be the last albums she records.  I find myself writing easy to her sultry edgy sound as if she turns the keystrokes into silver liquid spilling over the page.  I am working on italian homework, currently writing about The Decadent period and Guido Gozzano…which while I love poetry italian poetry gives me a headache at times due to my painful translation skills.  The window of our seventh story room is open and it is inky black outside.  I love that my huge window looks onto the glass ceiling of the management building, it is my little new york in west la.  There are times I wish I lived in the city…where I could wander downstairs at 3:05 and get a cup of coffee and watch the lights that come out at night. But it is quiet tonight and Amy’s voice is all that keeps me company. 

My sister gave me Back to Black as a present for my 19th birthday and this album Frank, reveals a different side of the singer.  The music and tone is souful and seems to be influenced my the blues and jazz mediums more than the R&B  sound.  I am leaving for New Orleans on Saturday for Spring Break and I am excited it will be fun to visit the city again, I haven’t been back since August…and I too will see a different side of the city than I did in the late summer.  However are not true relationships multi dimensional?

Well I finished my homework and i rather in shock that it is almost 4 am, my biological clock is off…but I shall sign off for now and I hope to update more regularly.

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