Showing posts with label Chuck Klosterman. Show all posts
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July 24, 2011

Amy Winehouse: A Perspective


Amy Winehouse

Yesterday I wrote an article for my local Patch about Amy Winehouse. When I informed my counterpart of this, his reaction went a little something like, "Really? Amy Winehouse?". I could sense the dissatisfaction. I assured him that it was only for Patch because I'm less limited when it comes to writing there versus here. I decided it was unlikely that any other staff writer would write about it, so I wrote a post. Unfortunately, it's taking forever to be approved, so I have a feeling I may have been wrong about that, but we will see. I thought about just leaving it on Patch, but I feel strongly about her passing so I feel that posting it here could really no harm.

The one thing I have to say about this whole thing, is that just because I am writing about Amy Winehouse, does NOT mean that I am not thinking about what happened this past Friday in Norway along with the three other shootings that took place across the country this weekend in Florida, Texas, & Seattle. It is hard to believe that you cannot mourn the death without getting flack for not being outwardly emotional with other events that take place. At the end of the day, tragedy took place in more than one location-some far worse than others, but still all worth the notice. The difference between said events and the loss of a musician is that there is that personal connection with it. A shooting crime doesn't nurse your emotions or give you new music to expand your horizon-a musician does. It's worthy to shine a light on all subjects here, but I choose to talk about Ms. Winehouse's death. Below is what I wrote for patch;


Today the word got around (as fast as ever, thanks to social networking) that we lost yet another talented musician at the young age of twenty seven. The news may have not been a shock to those who were well aware of her struggles with drugs and alcohol, but whenever we lose a great voice in the industry, we must take the time to reflect on the songs that will be in rotation long after their passing and appreciate what they've contributed. WXRT was able to console with words and songs of rememberance. I was glad I was tuned into the radio when the news broke, and not just the radio, but the best station ever.
Amy Winehouse was someone that had as much talent as she did struggles. I truly believe to be an exceptional artist, you have to be in touch with the "other" side. You have to have this ability to truly escape yourself and experience something outside of your own mind, body, and spirit-you have to almost be in this "scary" place. The more an artist is able to do that, the better their music will transcend. If an artist is unable to do that in a conscious, sober state of mind, they will find other means of escapism, i.e. drugs and alcohol-and copious amounts of them at that.
The list of artists that we've lost at twenty seven seems to get increasingly longer as we seem to find those exceptional talents sifted throughout different generations. If you've been sorting through those tweets or listening to the radio frequencies, I'm sure those names are being thrown in your face all over again. If you're unaware, you can find the entire list [here]. There is definitely an allure when it comes to young musicians dying. When performers die, it has such a remarkable impact because they did just that-they performed. They entertained you when your mind could not entertain itself. These performers kept you from thinking your own thoughts and gave you something else to bat around for awhile. These singers gave you lyrics to dwell on when you couldn't sort out what was going on inside of you. I can't help but feeling like these people that died seemed to be perfect candidates for their type of death. When people view you as being far greater than you could ever possibly view yourself, that can have some heavy downfalls. Kurt Cobain is truly the best example of this. If you want to read a bit more about Cobain and the parallels that are made with his life, check out 'Eating The Dinosaur' by Chuck Klosterman.
I cannot call myself a huge Amy Winehouse fan. I have her albums, but can't say that are were heavy rotation--until three days ago when I put them back on my iPod. I hear a couple songs from 'Back To Black'  on XRT during the week and thought, "I need to get her albums back on my pod." Cue to me singing along to Winehouse during this past week in my car, thinking about bringing the 'Beehive' back. I heard of Amy's downfall in the previous months via WXRT; her extensive stint in rehab only return to her first show of the tour completely trashed and incoherent; unable to perform her songs, like so many Winehouse fans come to expect, I'd assume. This is terribly sad to me. A phenomenal talent that was surely wasted when, well, she was getting wasted. What's the story here? A singer with a series of downfalls, finally lands herself in rehab after all the "no, no no's", attempts to rebuild her career, schedules a tour, and then...cancels it because of an inability to perform after weeks of being in "good health"? Hm.
There are a few reasons why I feel so saddened by this passing. First off, she was too young and too talented to simply just stop living. She had such an old soul, she was truly a unique being, and a wonderous vibe exuded when she did what she did best. Winehouse had so many different elements of music within her work and many people could find something they loved in her songs. I also can't help but feel hurt in the sense that so many people have immeasurable talent that will never be discovered or shared. So many others would love to hold the position that Amy Winehouse held; performing, recording, and collaborating, without the stints of heavy drug use. There's people who would have utilized the opportunity differently, but I cannot help but feel that they would not have been as great as she was. Who knows, maybe. Maybe it was one of those things where when she was great she was great and when she was bad, she was just bloody awful. 
[This] is another good article to take a peek at; the musicians reactions upon hearing of her death. I think Kelly Clarkson had some really good stuff to say about her and I'm glad that the musicians are calling out those who are bringing her down in a public sense, blasting twitter with "How are you guys not surprised? #AmyWinehouse". Really? Her death is hard-hitting and not only to the people who sit at home and play her records, but to the people who made and shared the music with her. While it may seem like it fits into the life of a musician who has a hankering for heroin and a thirst for tanqueray, but you cannot say that you are surprised. A twenty seven year old woman is dead. That is, and always will be, a surprise.
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Since then, her mother has spoken out about how" it was only a matter of time."
It seems my adoration for her songs has only grown increasingly ever since her passing. I feel that will be the case with many.

Enjoy;




R.I.P.
Ms. Winehouse
& to those who lost their lives in [Norway] this past Friday

July 4, 2011

Nineties adoration, Three things, & Two books.

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The current time happens to be 12:59 P.M. on the Fourth of July.
My counterpart is still asleep.
I can actually hear the second hand tick on the kitchen clock. Loudly.
I have three thoughts on my mind.

1) When I listen to the song 'Bizness' by the Tune-Yards, I have a huge desire to paint my face, grab a group of people, and rent out an auditorium for a day and rock out to this song and other random songs by various artists. That's the dream. To start up a band that just covers random songs. Just for total fun. That would be..just so cool. Anyone in?


2) If I could teach step aerobics/zumba or some high energy class based around jumping around or moving like an idiot, I WOULD. Especially if I could use the music of "Girl Talk" to accent those calorie-burning moves! This video I found is amazing. It was actually made by a professor who paired up with his students at Concordia University in Montreal. Definitely check it out, just to appreciate the work that went into it. 


3) Professional Cheerleading-why are you not my career? Again, this is most likely the Girl Talk taking over my body and making me have the desire to unleash tumbling passes, basket tosses, and tick-tocks. I'm not talking about the broads you see cheering on the NFL sidelines. I mean, like; Cheer Athletics (see below). I would love to compete with this team. It's funny. I was so anti-cheerleader as a small girl and in late middle school I found myself complacent on an all-star team. The only aspects I find enjoyable are the tumbling and the stunting and of course the moronic dancing. I can't help but think that I'm drawn to things where you can move your body in a way that's bound to release a good amount of endorphins. You can leave the facials and the cheering pep at the door (you could never find me sporting either one qualities during practice). I like the aspects that make it a sport. And of course anything competitive. Damn, youth.



Okay. So that's pretty shameful being that there are a million more important things that should be crossing my mind, but I'm pretty content where I'm at. It has been a long time since I've kept up. I guess that's the whole me not wanting to take it all out on my writing. Too much angst in a blog isn't always ideal. However, there is a glimmer of delight in my upcoming week. So I missed that Florence + The Machine show that graced the city of Chicago on June 18th. However, a few days after I was almost done wallowing in discontent, I heard that she would be in Milwaukee (found in the neighboring state) along with The Black Keys-another favourite and Cage The Eleplant, who I can dig Why thank you, XRT! I informed my counterpart of this immediately. Of course, there's the lovely procrastination, followed by the adored final purchase. I am relieved that I will catch another Florence Performance (heh!) but will always long for that first tiny show at House of Blues. I am excited to stay a night or two in Milwaukee as well. Hopefully we can catch a meal at a great restaurant called Roots. My mouth is already watering thinking about the options...uh oh. I better not get ahead of myself!

Due to the environment in which I've been working lately, I have a lot of time to be creative. It's summer, meaning business is a little slower due to the lack of eventful holidays where cookies seem to say it all. Needless to say, this is what I've been keeping busy with;


This was my first feat.
This also has to be one of my favourite things that I've decorated.
I posted this around twitter and facebook and my friend replied with

"I fucking love it! Make the whole cast!"

and so I did...

Which led me to have this finished product days later.

The Quote: Episode 'Jake of Hearts'
Jane: Why Daria, are you becoming an optimist?
Daria: I don't know. Hold up your glass...nope, still 1/2 empty.

I've delved into watching it from the start and I am midway through season four. I have two versions of the show; the show that came straight from MTV and the show that comes from the DVD's. The music from the actual show version is good and real, it's funny to hear the dubs/covers replacing the good stuff. Needless to say, I wish I would have been a few years older while living in the nineties, but I'm sure it was time well spent as I collected and played with pogs, created beadie-critters, had CD's by bands like Savage Garden (ugh), and longed for more time with my Easy Bake oven. I guess I can't complain too much.

  
 

 
It's more that desire to live it over again, which I suppose rustles inside of us more than we'd hope for. I wish my priorities were different in my teens. Of course, this would be detrimental to who I am now, although, I'd still favour to go back in time and re-do a few things. I'm currently reading "Eating The Dinosaur" by Chuck Klosterman and he talks a bit about time travel and how it's a question of morality and says just that-how it's a detriment. How you wouldn't be able to determine who was you if you met yourself in a different time frame, you'd ultimately be canceling yourself out. Fascinating book, I highly recommend it. It's also rather amusing to read along with 'Whiter Shades of Pale' by Christian Lander. It's a follow up to 'Stuff White People Like' and it's still just as amusing. It's funny to see both books pick out behaviors and mindsets of a large population of people but the former delves a bit deeper into making connections and how we are expected to feel upon encountering such subjects.

  




**What kind of person would I be if I didn't post pictures of fireworks on the Fourth of July.

Speaking of fireworks, I'm craving cheesecake...