July 31st, 2011 at 4:31PM
Amy Winehouse sang of a deeply feminine suffering

This is an excellent piece in the Guardian.

Pop music had often cast women as sweet, bright creatures, but Winehouse’s lyrics revealed something mulchier, messier. Here was a woman who refused to conform – not in the eccentric mad woman in the attic mould of Kate Bush or Björk, but a woman who chose to live a little wild, follow her heart and sing of the simple stew of being female. Her songs were filled with broad talk, cussing, drink and drugs and dicks, songs that could hinge on one magnificent, unladylike question: “What kind of fuckery is this?”
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    Yes, I loved this article. Oh, Amy…
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