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Amy Winehouse

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Amy Winehouse: Apresentação -
Amy Winehouse, uma rapariga judia do Norte de Londres, tornou-se, inevitavelmente, um dos maiores sucessos musicais da nossa década. Para além de estarmos perante uma voz e genialidade musical colossais e raras nos dias de hoje, estamos, também, defronte de uma das cantoras com a vida pessoal mais problemática do mundo artístico.
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A vida de Amy Winehouse dá uma peça de teatro   (Quinta, 25 de Outubro de 2012 às 16:51, Comentar )

Biografia

Amy Jade Winehouse nasceu a 14 de Setembro de 1983 numa área suburbana de Enfield, em Londres. Cresceu em Southgate e fez os estudos na instituição de ensino Ashmole School.

Por volta dos 10 anos de idade, Amy funda uma banda de rap, de existência volátil, as Sweet n Sour.

Em 1997, assim que recebeu uma bolsa de estudos, Winehouse ingressa numa viagem académica na Escola Sylvia Young. No entanto, devido a problemas de concentração, Amy, não cumprindo os três anos de estudos que seriam esperados, acaba por desistir do prosseguimento naquela escola.

Com atributos vocais evidentes, Amy acaba por assinar um contracto com a Island Records e, em 2003, quando tinha 20 anos, Amy Winehouse lança o seu primeiro álbum, "Frank". Deste primeiro trabalho foram retirados singles como "Take The Box" e "Pumps" (originalmente chamada "Fuck Me Pumps"). Embora tenha tido um relativo sucesso, em nada comparado ao atingido pelo segundo CD, "Frank" não foi editado nos Estados Unidos da América. Ainda assim, com este trabalho, Ms Winehouse conseguiu diversas indicações para prémios e chegou mesmo a ganhar o prémio Ivor Novello para melhor canção contemporânea, com "Stronger Than Me".

Contudo, em 2006, Amy Winehouse lança "Back To Black", álbum que a catapultou para o estrelato. Associados a este trabalho estão temas como "Love is a Losing Game", "Tears Dry On Their Own", "Back To Black" e os hits "Rehab" e "You Know Im No Good". Para além dos inúmeros galardões atribuídos a Amy, "Back To Black" concedeu-lhe seis nomeações para Grammys, dos quais cinco ela levou para casa (entre eles o de canção do ano e de melhor novo artista). Além disso, "Back To Black" tornou-se um dos álbuns mais bem sucedidos de 2007.

Ainda assim, Amy Winehouse nem sempre fica conhecida pelos bons motivos: Amy tornou-se alvo fácil dos media britânicos e muito devido ao conhecido abuso de drogas e álcool.

Discografia
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Back To Black -
Back To Black

1. Rehab

2. You Know I'm No Good

3. Me & Mr Jones

4. Just Friends

5. Back To Black

6. Love Is A Losing Game

7. Tears Dry On Their Own

8. Wake Up Alone

9. Some Unholy War

10. He Can Only Hold Her

11. Addicted

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Frank -
Frank

1. Intro / Stronger Than Me

2. You Sent Me Flying / Cherry

3. Know You Now

4. Fuck Me Pumps

5. I Heard Love Is Blind

6. Moody's Mood For Love

7. (There Is) No Greater Love

8. In My Bed

9. Take The Box

10. October Song

11. What Is It About Men

12. Help Yourself

13. Amy Amy Amy / Outro

Letras & Tablaturas
Nobody stands in between me and my man
It's me and Mr. Jones (me and Mr. Jones)

What kind of fuckery is this?
You made me miss the Slick Rick gig (oh, Slick Rick)
And thought I didn't love you when I did (when I did)
Can't believe you played me out like that (ah)

No, you ain't worth guest list
Plus one of all them girls you kiss (all them girls)
You can't keep lying to yourself like this (to yourself)
Can't believe you played yourself (out) like this

Ruler's one thing, but come Brixton
Nobody stands in between me and my man
'Cause it's me and Mr. Jones (me and Mr. Jones)

What kind of fuckery are we?
Nowadays you don't mean dick to me (dick to me)
I might let you make it up to me (make it up)
Who's playing Saturday?

What kind of fuckery are you?
'Side from Sammy, you're my best black Jew
But I could swear that we were through (we were through)
I still want to wonder 'bout the things you do

Mr. Destiny, nine and fourteen
Nobody stands in between me and my man
'Cause it's me and Mr.Jones (me and Mr.Jones)
Yeah (me and Mr. Jones)

When will we get the time to be just friends
It's never safe for us not even in the evening
Cos I've been drinking
Not in the morning when your shit works
It's always dangerous when everybody's sleeping
And I've been thinking
Can we be alone?
Can we be alone?

When will we get the time to be just friends
When will we get the time to be just friends

And no I'm not ashamed but the guilt will kill you
If she don't first
I'll never love you like her
Though we need to find the time
To just do this shit together
For it gets worse
I wanna touch you
But that just hurts

When will we get the time to be just just friends
When will we get the time to be just friends, just friends
When will we get the time to be just friends, just friends
When will we get the time to be just friends, just friends
Just friends

There is no greater love
Than what I feel for you
No sweeter song, no heart so true

There is no greater thrill
Than what you bring to me
No sweeter song
Than what you sing, sing to me

You're the sweetest thing
I have ever known
And to think that you are mine alone

There is no greater love
In all the world, it's true
No greater love
Than what I feel for you

For you I was a flame
Love is a losing game
Five story fire as you came
Love is a losing game

One I wish I'd never played
Oh, what a mess we made
And now the final frame
Love is a losing game

Played out by the band
Love is a losing hand
More than I could stand
Love is a losing hand

Self professed, profound
Till the chips were down
Know* you're a gambling man
Love is a losing hand

Though I battle blind
Love is a fate resigned
Memories mar my mind
Love is a fate resigned

Over futile odds
Laughed at by the gods
And now the final frame
Love is a losing game

 

*originalmente "Though"

If my man was fighting
Some unholy war
I would be behind him
Straight shook up beside him
With strength he didn't know
It's you I'm fighting for
He can't lose with me in tow
I refuse to let him go
At his side and drunk on pride
We wait for the blow

We put it in writing
But who you writing for
Just us on kitchen floor
Justice done,
Reciting my stomach standing still
Like you're reading my will
He still stands in spite of what his scars say
I'll battle till this bitter finale
Just me, my dignity and this guitar case

Yes my man is fighting some unholy war
And I will stand beside you
Who you fighting for
B - I would have died too
I'd of liked to
If my man was fighting
Some unholy war
If my man was fighting

Tell your boyfriend next time he around
To buy his own weed and don't wear my shit down
I wouldn't care if bre would give me some more
I'd rather him leave you then leave him my draw

When you smoke all my weed man
You gotta call the green man
So I can get mine and you get yours

Once is enough to make me attack
So bring me a bag and your man can come back
I'll check him at the door make sure he got green
I'm tighter than airport security teams

When you smoke all my weed man
You gotta call the green man
So I can get mine and you get yours

I'm my own man so when will you learn
That you got a man but I got to burn
Don't make no difference if I end up alone
I'd rather have myself a smoke my homegrown
It's got me addicted, does more than any dick did

Yeh I can get mine and you get yours
Yeh I can get mine and you get yours

It's okay in the day I'm staying busy
Tied up in love so I don't have to wonder where is he
Got so sick of crying
So just lately
When I catch myself I do a 180
I stay up clean the house
At least I'm not drinking
Run around just so I don't have to think about thinking
That silent sense of content
That everyone gets
Just disappears soon as the sun sets

This face in my dreams sees in my guts
He floats me with dread
Soaked in soul
He swims in my eyes by the bed
Pour myself over him
Moon spilling in
And I wake up alone

If I was my heart
I'd rather be restless
The second I stop the sleep catches up and I'm breathless
This ache in my chest
As my day is done now
The dark covers me and I cannot run now
My blood running cold
I stand before him
It's all I can do to assure him
When he comes to me
I drip for him tonight
Drowning in me we bathe under blue light

His face in my dreams sees in my guts
He floats me with dread
Soaked in soul
He swims in my eyes by the bed
Pour myself over him
Moon spilling in
And I wake up alone
And I wake up alone
And I wake up alone
And I wake up alone
You should be stronger than me
You've been here seven years longer than me
Don't you know you supposed to be the man?
Not pale in comparison to who you think I am
You always wanna talk it through - I don't care
I always have to comfort you when I'm there
But that's what I need you to do - Stroke my hair
Cause I've forgotten all of young love's joy
Feel like a lady, and you my lady boy

You should be stronger than me
But instead you're longer than frozen turkey
Why'd you always put me in control
All I need is for my man to live up to his role
You always wanna talk it through - I'm okay
I always have to comfort you every day
But that's what I need you to do ? Are you gay?
Cause I've forgotten all of young love's joy
Feel like a lady, and you my lady boy

He said the respect I made you earn
Thought you had so many lessons to learn?
I said you don't know what love is, get a grip
Sounds as if you're reading from some other tired script?
I'm not gonna meet your mother anytime
I just wanna grip your body over mine
Please tell me why you think that's a crime
I've forgotten all of young love's joy
Feel like a lady, and you my lady boy
You should be stronger than me
You should be stronger than me
You should be stronger than me
You should be stronger than me
All I can ever be to you,
is a darkness that we knew
And this regret I got accustomed to
Once it was so right
When we were at our high,
Waiting for you in the hotel at night
I knew I hadn´t met my match
But every moment we could snatch
I don't know why I got so attached
It's my responsibility,
and You don't owe nothing to me
But to walk away I have no capacity

He walks away
the sun goes down,
He takes the day but I'm grown
And in your grey
In this blue shade
My tears dry on their own.

I don't understand
Why do I stress a man,
When there's so many better things at hand
We could have never had it all
We had to hit a wall
So this is inevitable withdrawl
even if I stopped wating you,
A perspective pushes through
I'll be some next man's other woman soon

Ah can I play myself again?
Or should I just be my own best friend?
Not fuck myself in the head with stupid men

He walks away
the sun goes down,
He takes the day but I'm grown
And in your grey
In this blue shade
My tears dry on their own.

So we are history,
Your shadow covers me
The skies above a blaze

He walks away
the sun goes down,
He takes the day but I'm grown
And in your grey
In this blue shade
My tears dry on their own.

I wish I could say no regrets
And no emotional debts
'Cause as we kissed goodbye the sun sets
So we are history
The shadow covers me
The sky above a blaze
that only lovers see

He walks away
the sun goes down,
He takes the day but I'm grown
And in your grey
My blue shade
My tears dry on their own.(whoa)

He walks away
the sun goes down,
He takes the day but I'm grown
And in your grey
My deep shade
My tears dry on their own

He walks away
the sun goes down,
He takes the day but I'm grown
And in your grey
My deep shade
My tears dry
Mum bought you a fur coat when you were fifteen
You wore it to the disco, but everyone was in jeans

But you were a rich girl, and only having fun
Your low cut dresses, brought stares from everyone
Hey, little rich girl where did you go wrong?

You left for London, when you were nineteen
Had to pull off your nice clothes, just living on dreams
A man in the bright lights took all that you own
Now he's taken your freedom for a fate unknown

But you were a rich girl, hardly having fun
Your worn out dresses, brought stares from everyone
Hey, little rich girl where did you go wrong?

Hey, little rich girl you've been away for so long
And now little rich girl, my words are in this song
Hey, little rich girl my love for you is gone
And now little rich girl, I know where you went wrong

At your dad's office party all the movies were blue
Caused him so much heart ache, because the screen star was you
You left for London, when you were nineteen
Had to pull off your nice clothes, but you were living on dreams

You were a rich girl, and only having fun
But your worn out dresses, brought stares from everyone
Hey, little rich girl where did you go wrong?
Hey, little rich girl where did you go wrong?
Hey, little rich girl where did you go wrong?
He can only hold her for so long
The lights are on but noone's home
She is so vacant
Her soul is taken
He thinks 'what's she running from'

Now how can he have her heart
When it got stole
So he tries to pacify her
'Cuz what's inside her never dies

Even if she's content in his warmth
She is played with urgency
Searching kisses
The miss misses
The man that he longs to be

Now how can he have her heart
When it got stole
So he tries to pacify her
'Cuz what's inside her never dies
When you walk in the bar,
And you dressed like a star,
Rockin' your F me pumps.

And the men notice you,
With your Gucci bag crew,
Can't tell who he's lookin' to.

Cuz you all look the same,
Everyone knows your name,
And that's you whole claim to fame.

Never miss a night,
Cuz your dream in life,
Is to be a footballers wife.

You don't like players,
That's what you say-a,
But you really wouldn't mind a millionaire.

You don't like ballers,
They don't do nothing for ya,
But you'd love a rich man six foot two or taller.

You're more than a fan,
Lookin' for a man,
But you end up with one-nights-stands.

He could be your whole life,
If you got past one night,
But that part never goes right.

In the morning you're vexed,
He's onto the next,
And you didn't even get no taste.

Don't be too upset,
If they call you a skank,
Cuz like the news everyday you get pressed.

You don't like players,
That's what you say-a,
But you really wouldn't mind a millionaire.

Or them big balers,
Don't do nothing for ya.
But you'd love a rich man six foot two or taller,

You can't sit down right,
Cuz you jeans are too tight,
And your lucky its ladies night.

With your big empty purse,
Every week it gets worse,
At least your breasts cost more than hers.

So you did Miami,
Cuz you got there for free,
But somehow you missed the plane.

You did too much E,
Met somebody,
And spent the night getting cane.

Without girls like you,
There'd be no fun,
We'd go to the club and not see anyone.

Without girls like you,
There's no nightlife,
All those man just go home to their wives.

Don't be mad at me,
Cuz your brushing thirty,
And your old tricks no longer work.

You should have known from the job,
That you always get dumped,
So dust off your fuck me pumps.

(Chourus)
Cupid draw back your bow
And let your arrow flow
Straight to my lover's heart for me
Nobody else but me hey hey hey
Cupid please hear my cry
And let your arrow fly
Straight to my lover's heart for me

Listen I don't want to bother you but I'm in distress
There's danger of me loosing all of my happiness
Cause I love a man who doesn't know I exist
Ah and this you can fix so...

(Chourus)

Now Cupid if your arrow makes her love strong for me
I swear I'm gonna love her until eternity
I know that tween the both of us her heart we can steal
Cupid help me if you will so...

(Chourus)

Hey Cupid Cupid I'm calling
Don't you hear me I'm calling you
(fade)

I couldn't resist him
His eyes were like yours
His hair was exactly the shade of brown
He's just not as tall, but I couldn't tell
It was dark and I was lying down

You are everything, he means nothing to me
I can't even remember his name
Why're you so upset?
Baby, you weren't there and I was thinking of you when I came

What do you expect?
You left me here alone
I drank so much and needed to touch
Don't overreact, I pretended he was you
You wouldn't want me to be lonely

How can I put it so you understand?
I didn't let him hold my hand
But he looked like you, I guess he looked like you
No he wasn't you
But you can still trust me, this ain't infidelity
It's not cheating, you were on my mind

Yes he looked like you
But I heard love is blind

Wish I could say it breaks my heart
like you did in the beginning
Its not that we grew apart
a nightingale no longer singing

Its something I know you can't do
separate sex with emotion
I sleep alone the sun comes up
your still clinging to that notion

Everything is slowing down
river of no return
recognize my every sound
there is nothing new to learn

you'll never get my mind right
like 2 ships passing in the night
in the night, in the night
want the same thing where we lay
otherwise mines a different way
a different way from where I'm going
oh, its you again listen this isn't a reunion
so sorry if I turn my head
yours is a familiar face
but that don't make your place safe
in my bed my bed my bed

I never thought my memory
of what we had could be intruded
but I couldn't let it be
I needed it as much as you did

Now its not hard to understand
why we just speak at night
The only time I hold your hand
is to get the angle right
Everything is slowing down
river of no return
you recognize my every sound
there's nothing new to learn

you'll never get my mind right
like 2 ships passing in the night
in the night in the night
want the same thing where we lay
otherwise mines a different way
a different way from where I'm going
oh, its you again listen this isn't a reunion
so sorry if I turn my head
yours is a familiar face
but that don't make your place safe
in my bed, my bed, my ba ba dee dee bed

Everyday I see you my hands were made for you
and you always give me stress free point of view
pick you up after school

Mister magic
Taken a token of my love
mister magic
I see you through the smoke

without you I'm misery
blue as a migraine
all the songs sound better when your next to me
'cause you come naturally

Mister magic
Taken a token of my love
mister magic
I see you through the smoke

laying on my bed
I reach out for you
and you so fresh you even make the standards new
burn the tip to get you through

Mister magic
Taken a token of my love
mister magic
I see you through the smoke

Mister magic
Waiting for the smoke to clear
I'm waiting for the smoke to clear
He left no time to regret
Kept his dick wet
With his same old safe bet
Me and my head high
And my tears dry
Get on without my guy
You went back to what you know
So far removed from all that we went through
And I tread a troubled track
My odds are stacked
I'll go back to black

We only said good-bye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to.....

I go back to us

I love you much
It's not enough
You love blow and I love puff
And life is like a pipe
And I'm a tiny penny rolling up the walls inside

We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to

Black, black, black, black, black, black, black,
I go back to
I go back to

We only said good-bye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to

We only said good-bye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to black

Meet you downstairs in the bar and hurt

Your rolled up sleeves in your skull t-shirt

You say "What did you do with him today?"

And sniffed me out like I was Tanqueray

'Cause you're my fella, my guy

Hand me your Stella and fly

By the time I'm out the door

You tear men down like Roger Moore

 

I cheated myself

Like I knew I would

I told you I was trouble

You know that I'm no good

 

Upstairs in bed with my ex boy

He's in a place but I can't get joy

Thinking on you in the final throes

This is when my buzzer goes

Run out to meet you, chips and pitta

You say "When we married"

'Cause you're not bitter

"There'll be none of him no more"

I cried for you on the kitchen floor

 

I cheated myself

Like I knew I would

I told you I was trouble

You know that I'm no good

 

Sweet reunion Jamaica and Spain

We're like how we were again

I'm in the tub, you on the seat

Lick your lips as I soap my feet

Then you notice likkle carpet burn

My stomach drop and my guts churn

You shrug and it's the worst

Who truly stuck the knife in first

 

I cheated myself

Like I knew I would

I told you I was trouble

You know that I'm no good

 

I cheated myself

Like I knew I would

I told you I was trouble

You know that I'm no good

Informação da banda
Género musical: Soul, Blues, Pop

Site: http://www.amywinehouse.co.uk/

Editora: Island Records

Fórum
Forum (Terça, 27 de Setembro de 2011 às 18:55, 7 )
Forum (Quinta, 2 de Abril de 2009 às 11:41, 14 )
Forum (Sexta, 27 de Março de 2009 às 15:30, 13 )
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Love is a losing game
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Back to black
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You know Im no good
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Rehab
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