Så vidare till världens finaste Amy Winehouse. Den här konserten (Glastonbury 2008) är så himla fantastisk i alla sin emotionella messyness. Framförallt versionerna av Back to black, You Know I'm no good och Rehab:
Och hela konserten inleds med finaste Tears dry on their own, som jag lagt till i min föreställning inför Queertopia:
"All I could ever be to you is the darkness that we knew and just regret I got accustomed to", "I don't understand why do I stress the man, when there's so many better things at hand. We coulda never had it all, we had to hit the wall, so this inevitable withdrawl. Even if I stop wanting you a perspective pushes through, I'll be some next man's other woman soon. I can not play myself again, I should just be my own best friend, not fuck myself in the head with stupid men"... "I wish I could sing no regrets and no emotional debts, but as we kiss goodbye the sun sets. So we are history, the shadow covers me, the sky above a blaze that only lovers see".
Winehouse got the talent for phrasing. Oså den här bästa kaxiga låten "It's something I know you can not do separate sex with emotion, I sleep alone the sun comes up, you're still clinging to that notion":
"The only time I hold your hand is to get the angle right" - bästa kaxiga textraden signerat Winehouse ;-) Och JA hon pratar om hur hon vill få sin klitta stimulerad!