tears dry on their own

Words can't express how very sad I am today. I woke up to find a text from one of my best friends telling me that Amy Winehouse passed away. Its beautiful how the language of music transcends cultures, countries and all boundaries and you feel like crying even though you haven't even met the person behind the voice. But then again, because you listen to their music....you feel like you know them and in many ways you do know them.

I don't give a damn about what  people say.....when she sang....I was taken away....and like my friend Deja said....she took you to another place.

My last post....... I was feeling so bummed to be back in Australia after the thrill of holidaying and being free....and then coming back to the responsibilities of a new job....and a new house and town (out in the country again...I know whats up with that.....) that kinda took the buzz outta everything. But I put on Amy listening to a lil "back to black" but then moving onto all my other favourites to pick me up again.

Amy brought something back to the modern artist for me....I don't know if I have posted about it specifically but I'm always telling people that I'm always looking for great old school artists because a lot of the new music that I come across.....well it doesn't have the same heart or soul...... I'm sad for all the songs she will never sing, I'm sad for her family and friends....the ones who knew her and supported her no mater what the haters said.....and I'm sad for my own circle of friends who adored Amy Winehouse's music.

Rest in Love Amy Winehouse.

Big Love,

Falala Mele xo