Was just 2 days ago, me and my best friend were in the car.
We hadn’t listened to Winehouse in a long time, so we started singing ‘Back to Black’ & ‘You Know I’m No Good’ acapella.
We loved these songs back then, so we were pissed we couldn’t remember the lyrics.
A lyric from Back to Black, one of the greatest albums of my generation, is poignant now more than ever:
“Life is like a pipe, and I’m a tiny penny rollin up the walls inside”
Gettin chills listening to the album right now.
Amy might be gone but she’ll forever live through her art.