Amy Winehouse - Back to Black

Despite Marty's review of Amy Winehouse's Back to Black in last semester's issue, there was something about her that simply creeped me out; something that, rather vapidly, stopped me from listening to her.

But this weekend, I had to sort through her record in a desperate attempt to find a song to sing for November's Tufts Burlesque Troupe performance.  As I flipped through the tracks - first, the two singles, "Rehab" and "I'm No Good" - I was extremely surprised to find that some of the tracks actually spoke to me.  It's true; there's something extremely genuine and strangely authentic about her voice.  The juxtaposition of the idea of modernity and the current state of pop music against Winehouse's soulful croon and the Daptones' backup makes the record not only rich, but deep.

While some of the tracks were difficult to get through and ultimately lent me to skipping them, "Me and Mr. Jones" quickly became a favorite for me.  It's become the song I'm going to (try) and sing for the show.  Though I'll certainly never be Amy Winehouse.  And you know, while I'm sad about the fact that my pathetic attempt to belt like her will never match up at all, I'd never want to end up in rehab.

I say no, no, no.