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Body & Soul


This is the last, the final music video performed by Amy Winehouse. 
She said in one of interview that one of the most frightening thing to her are if people don't know her contribution to music, dying old, and never meeting Tony Bennett. 
Well her wishes were granted. 

So the first time I saw this video was at VMA. Ain't it weird that MTV giving Amy a tribute? I mean, they barely played her music while she's alive. And why Bruno Mars? He did the best he could and I'm so glad that he sang Valerie, not Amy's original song. Cos I think no one can sing Amy's song but herself. You can feel it yeah. A snippet of Body & Soul was making me cry all of sudden. Seeing Amy sang with her idol, can you believe it? She sings perfectly with Tony. Even Tony called her special. Too bad she couldn't see all of these.. :(

Many of you might be wonder why, after more than two months I still talked about her. She's a gem in digital era of music nowadays. She writes, she sings and performs with all her heart. We knew that her very last concert was disastrous. That remains mystery. Some said she forced to went on stage, she cried a lot. I couldn't imagine being Amy.. She had to sing songs about a man that hurt him so bad & the one that she wanted to forget. Her management was the one to blame. Amy is not a money machine. But it doesn't matter now cos she's gone.

I've always wanted to meet her, let alone watch one of her fantastic gig. Feel the atmosphere being one of the legendary's audience
I miss you every single day.. Hope you're happy.
I believe we'll meet someday.


PS: Kindly spend your next three minutes to listen to Body & Soul and let me know what you think :)
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Demetrius said…
Great song! Tony Bennett and Amy Winehouse didn't have a problem singing together... It was good chemistry from the start.

PS:
Don't ever stop talking about your girl. Keep her memory alive :)
September 28, 2011 at 11:53 PM
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