Amy Winehouse Sings "A Song for You" || Critical Karaoke

(This piece is intended to be read while this song below plays in the background).

Sometimes it is the lyrics of a song that pulls a listener in. Other times it may be the melody and tone, and often it is a combination of the song on its own and the singer who performs the work. Leon Russell, an American rock singer, wrote this song, titled “A Song For You,” in the year 1970.

Donny Hathaway, an American soul musician from Chicago who became well known not only for his own take on music, but also for his collaborations with Roberta Flack, is often attributed to singing this song, as it became one of his most well known tracks.

The first time I heard this song was when American Idol contestant, Elliott Yamin, sang it during season 5 of the television show. His rendition gave me chills. I thought it was his voice, convinced that this man could sing this song unlike anyone else. Then I heard the original and I was convinced that only those with soul could sing this song. I still hold that belief.

It was Amy Winehouse, however, who added the most feeling to the song. Her rendition does not follow the original lyrics verbatim, and when I listen to her raspy, cockney accent I feel as though she sings from within. I always knew that I felt a connection to this song, but what I love about the way she sings it is that I can feel her connection, as well.

Everyone from Whitney Houston to Christina Aguilera to Michael Bublé and Ray Charles has covered this song. I didn’t hear Amy Winehouse’s version until the release of her album Lioness: Hidden Treasures, which came out after her untimely death. In fact, her music prior to her death did not interest me. I could not connect with songs like “Rehab” or “Back to Black” and her public persona dissuaded me from trying to connect to her as the artist. I could admire her obvious interest in a previous era-- from her beehive hairstyle to her winged eyeliner -- but the tabloids showed her as a coked-out matchstick, ready to ignite at any moment; saving her voice for her songs while her fists did the talking. 

And yet, perhaps her public persona is what enthralled me after her death. It was the 23rd of July, 2011, and E! News, along with every other entertainment channel, had breaking news: Winehouse had died in her home in Camden, London. The report said the following: “While the 27-year-old Back to Black crooner has faced a very public battle with drugs and alcohol, the official cause of her death has not yet been announced.”

...but the tabloids showed her as a coked-out matchstick, ready to ignite at any moment; saving her voice for her songs while her fists did the talking

And yet, immediately everyone assumed it was an overdose. Beyond the shock of her death, it was her music I could hear on the television and radio stations. Everyone from other musicians to music journalists and public opinions agreed that Winehouse had a unique sound, a voice unmatched, and a talent that would not be forgotten. Only a few days later, I bought my first Amy Winehouse track. Soon after, I had accumulated songs from different albums, and was beginning to see the vocal transformation and how her music style had evolved.

This particular version of the song is an uncut, studio version, and when Winehouse stops singing, she remarks on the influence of Donny Hathaway. She says, “You know what, I think Donny Hathaway is like my Carleen Anderson, like Marvin Gaye is great, but Donny Hathaway, like, he couldn’t contain himself. He had something in him, you know.”

Amy Winehouse had something, too. She was a powerful vocalist who opened doors for artists who felt they had to conform to popular music. She made soul music relevant to the masses. She made her music distinguished from who she was as a celebrity. She was respected by musicians whose songs constantly rank at the top of music charts today. Her legacy and voice will be anything but forgotten.

Perhaps the lyrics to “A Song For You” resonate with Winehouse’s struggle with drugs and the media:

I’ve been so many places in my life and time/ I’ve sung a lot of songs I’ve made some bad rhyme/ I’ve acted out my love in stages/ with ten thousand people watching/ But we’re alone now and I’m singing this song for you…

But now I’m so much better and If my words don’t come together/ Listen to the melody cause my love is in there hiding...

And when my life is over, remember when we were together/We were alone and I was singing this song for you

“A Song For You” is about forgiveness and about love, two aspects of Amy Winehouse that deeply affected her in the course of her short life.

She may not have been the first artist to sing this song, but she was one of the most talented.

The Art in Architecture

From inside the Louvre Museum, looking out

From inside the Louvre Museum, looking out

The Louvre Museum offers tourists the quintessential Parisian experience. Built in the 12th century and having been the home to King Louis XIV, there are many years of history and Parisian pride that can be traced in the walls of one of the world's most famous museums. In addition to housing some of the most renowned paintings and sculptures, the Louvre itself (its buildings and architecture) offers glimpses of art and context about French life.

I was enthralled as I walked through the Louvre, not only with the artwork, but with the building structures. Inside each room I entered were moldings outlined in gold, preserved and seemingly untouched. And surprisingly, unnoticed.

I understand that people come to the Louvre Museum to see their favorite works of art in person, and sometimes even just to say they have been there. Others "bee line" straight to the Mona Lisa, although many of them probably leave feeling less than inspired after reaching over other cameras and dodging other people's pictures to see the smaller-than-expected painting.

Few, however, look up. Just one small glance in any number of the rooms I visited would reveal the beauty that is the Louvre. I was especially captured when I walked towards the Pavillon Mollien, which leads to the Italian sculptures. It was after looking up, however, that I had to stop and stare.

The ceiling of Pavillon Mollien is adorned with a painting titled, "Glory Crowning the Arts", by Charles- Louis Müller. There are sculptures placed in the corners representing "Painting by Ernest Hiolle, Sculpture by Duchoisel, Architecture by Justin Chrysostome Sanson and Engraving by Louis-Charles Janson" (Musée de Louvre). These creations were a part of Napoleon III's "Nouveau Louvre" plan and were completed in 1914, 57 years after the Pavillon Mollien building was completed on August 14, 1857.

Inside Pavillon Mollien

Inside Pavillon Mollien

"Glory Crowning the Arts", by Charles- Louis Müller

"Glory Crowning the Arts", by Charles- Louis Müller

Perhaps I am drawn to these details within the buildings because of my love for design and adornment. Contemporary interior design reuses and translates these immaculately executed and intricately detailed pieces of art into smaller scale additions to homes and businesses. We see crown moldings all around in home design, but never to this extent and beauty, so it is something to appreciate.

Other building additions have been equally recognized for their symbolism, if not always for their beauty. For example, in 1989, the 3 glass pyramids by architect, I.M. Pei were introduced as a hub for visitors of the museum. Now an instantly recognizable aspect of the Louvre, the pyramids were initially met with distaste and discontent from the Parisians who felt that the architecture did not create a cohesive look with the rest of the museum. As Paul Goldberger said in his article for The New York Times just days before the inauguration of the new pyramids, "the pyramid was at first bitterly denounced by many prominent people in the arts, who viewed it as an unwelcome intrusion of harsh modernism into the sacred precincts of Paris."

Looking out from within I.M Pei's triangle

Looking out from within I.M Pei's triangle

Alas, it seems Parisians have been more welcoming the second time around, as the Islamic Galleries became the newest addition to the museum in 2012. Designed by Mario Bellini and Rudy Ricciotti and described as "a scarf floating within the space," the wing holds over 17,000 works of art spanning 17 centuries and numerous civilizations.

Clearly, art is not limited to the walls and inside glass frameworks at the Louvre Museum. The buildings, with their vast architecture and incredible histories, are just as beautiful, memorable and important.

An Attempt to Understand Islam Through Art

From the Islamic Galleries at the Musee du Louvre (Paris, France)

From the Islamic Galleries at the Musee du Louvre (Paris, France)

In his book, Covering Islam, author Edward Said argues that, “very little of the detail, the human density, the passion of Arab-Muslim life has entered the awareness of even those people whose profession it is to report the Islamic world.” He’s referring to the fact that there is a marginalized view of the Arab world, one that is often misrepresented and lacking of perspective.

I believe he is right. In the fall of 2012, I registered for a course titled, "Islam and the West," which focused on what Islam is, its teachings, and its relation to the rest of the world. I distinctly remember on the first day of class, our professor asked each one of us to describe what the west was. As a group of American students studying in a foreign country with a dense population of Muslims, we were naïve (and at times ignorant) about this faith, but could easily distinguish that there was Islam, and then there was something else; the “other”. Perhaps more learned behavior than instinctually, we all categorized the west as being different from Islam, despite considering our classroom environment (London) as being both the home to many Muslims and “western.” Herein lies the first dichotomy.

Even now, I can’t say I fully understand Islam. I went to a cultural center that doubled as a mosque and spoke to an Imam. I listened as my professor tried to explain the breadth of the religion and his personal experiences growing up Muslim. I can’t even verify the extent he knows Islam, because it is just that rich in history and context. I regard its complexity, and I can sometimes relate to people when they are reluctant to embrace what they don’t know. Furthermore, it oftentimes gets a bad reputation from the media in America.

From the Islamic Galleries at the Musee du Louvre (Paris, France)

From the Islamic Galleries at the Musee du Louvre (Paris, France)

And yet, I spent a weekend in Istanbul and repositioned Islam in my mind. I opened up to a new world, and experienced some of the most amazing architecture, art and hospitality that I have ever witnessed. I visited historical sights from hundreds of years ago, and instantly felt like I was in the presence of something greater than myself. And I walked into religious buildings that belonged to a different religion than my own and I understood their peace.

All of this said, I connected most with the art I saw on the walls of the buildings. The mosaic walls of the harem and its courtyard in Topkapi Palace took my breath away. Not only were they stunning, but they seemed perfect and continuous.

So when I went into the new Islamic Galleries at the Musee du Louvre in Paris, I was instantly attracted to the mosaic displays. Multiple columns of unique mosaics adorned the back wall of the downstairs gallery.

The plaque adjacent to the mosaic display said the following: (1560-1620) The heyday of Iznik and Kutahya wares; Large quantities of underglase painted ceramic tiles were produced in Iznik and Kutahya. They were intended for monuments erected by sultans and high officials, mainly in Istanbul. Designers attached to the palace would sometimes provide their models. Around 1555-1560 there appeared a red colour in slight relief obtained by an iron slip. This red was soon associated with emerald green. In mosques, mausoleums or rooms in a palace, walls could be fully tiled right up to the base of the vaults. In some religious buildings ceramic tiling adorned on the mihrab area, as well as the tops of windows and doors, as the tyrupana from Piyale Pasha Mosque.

In the Harem's Courtyard at Topkapi Palace in Istanbul | Adriana Anderson (center)

In the Harem's Courtyard at Topkapi Palace in Istanbul | Adriana Anderson (center)

There are pieces in Islamic art that are just as, if not more, powerful than these mosaics. However, the history of the use of these mosaics is what I find really interesting. For example, the photo of myself is from the harem, where all the women associated with the sultan would live, including the mother of the sultan and the concubines she watched over, in addition to the sultan’s wives. Could you imagine having such beautiful mosaics adorn your walls? Mind you, these walls were extensive (upwards of 400 rooms in this particular harem). It is definitely a sight, whether you are looking at these blocks of mosaic walls in a museum, or an entire harem. The intricacies are incredible, the history is overwhelming, and it is just one example of how the unknown can be incredibly worthwhile.

Yahoo! Wireless Music Festival 2013

My initial thought when I bought tickets to the Yahoo! Wireless Festival 2013 at Queen Elizabeth Olympic Park in March was that I was buying music festival tickets to see well-known acts I could just as easily have seen in the United States. However, considering I was going to be in London, I expected a different crowd and environment. In all honesty, I was surprised how similar the environment in London was to the scene at California's most coveted music festival, Coachella. And the heat definitely made it feel more like Indio than London.

Perfectly - perfect hair

Perfectly - perfect hair

Nevertheless, it was the fashion choices and festival "feel" that surprised me. The same trends seen at California music festivals-- flower headbands, boots, vintage/inspired satchels, American flag shirts and flag bikinis, etc.-- were worn by crowds of Brits who were all there to enjoy some of the most popular music in London. If everyone was silent, I could have easily guessed I was back in California. And yet, at the same time, it was unique and not "American" at all (or at least this preconceived notion of what "American" is): the shorts were a bit shorter, the tans a little less subtle, and every girl's hair wasn't bed-head inspired, but rather, perfectly coifed.

 

Jay-Z

Jay-Z

The Music and Some Cultural Revelations:

Yahoo! Wireless Festival is a 3-day music festival in London, with Sunday's show doubling as the kickoff for Justin Timberlake and Jay-Z's “Legends of the Summer” tour. On Saturday, I spent all of my time at the Main(stream) stage. The better-known acts performed here, including Earth, Wind & Fire, DJ Fresh, Macklemore & Ryan Lewis, Miguel, Kendrick Lamar, Rita Ora and Emeli Sandé. Jay-Z was the headliner and over 60,000 people were in attendance at the event.

Something I instantly recognized was that everyone there knew all the lyrics to the songs. In comparison to other music festivals, the main stage did not cover a myriad of genres. The crowd knew not only the Top 40 songs of these artists, but they knew the old songs and songs from new records released in the past week.

I suppose I was surprised most because in America there seems to still be a sense of race relations in music. Although rap and hip-hop culture have become increasingly more mainstream in the last fifteen to twenty years, it still maintains certain notions. Take, for example, the criticism former Disney star, Miley Cyrus, has received since releasing her single with rapper, Snoop Dogg (Lion), and focusing on a more “hip-hop” vibe. Many of the festival's artists rapped about struggle and success in the United States, and many took the time to comment on how far they had come (personally, professionally and literally) to be at the London festival, a seemingly juxtaposing location.

My take away from all of this was that I was amidst true fans who really believed in these artists. Those divisions and criticisms weren't present in London, at least not at the festival that day. I was around people who all appreciated music in the same way, and it was fantastic.

Rita Ora

Rita Ora

My favorite act of the day was Rita Ora, who differentiated herself from the other performers through polytechnics and costume changes. Her backup dancers and singers helped to create a performance that you would expect at a typical large-scale concert.

I am glad that I attended this year’s festival as it furthered my love for music and its power to unite people. I will forever have the memory of raising my finger with the rest of the crowd as Macklemore signaled at us during his performance of “Same Love.” We may have come from all over the world and had different expectations of the day, but in that moment we were all same.

A Dérive Through Paris

A small corridor off of rue Saint André Des Arts

A small corridor off of rue Saint André Des Arts

After a quick decision to stop for lunch at a nearby Parisian café led to the lingering of time and a sense of excitement that class was over, a small group of us wandered from the entrance of a textbook store down a familiar street that had been used as a gateway to the metro only days before. With an interest in exploring a new section of Paris and a memory of its picturesque streets, we decided to see what the 6th arrondissement of Paris had to offer.

Just as Guy Debord mentions in "Theory of the Dérive," the lessons drawn from dérives enable us to draw up the first surveys of the psychogeographical articulations of a modern city. Beyond the discovery of unities of ambiance, of their main components and their spatial localization, one comes to perceive their principal axes of passage, their exits and their defenses...One measures the distances that actually separate two regions of a city, distances that may have little relation with the physical distance between them."

My dérive began in Le Quartier Saint Germain des Prés and continued through Le Quartier de la Monnaie. This area of Paris offers a refuge for tourists and Parisians alike, with many options in shopping, cuisine and nightlife. After walking only a few moments, it was clear that the 6th arrondissement caters to those interested in old world values and new age luxuries. This dichotomy was presented through the many bookstores and craftsmanship-focused boutiques and their juxtaposing avant-garde and contemporary fashion stores and art galleries.

Grim'Art Specialty & Artisanal Papeterie
Grim'Art Specialty & Artisanal Papeterie
Ink Pots with Calligraphy Pens
Ink Pots with Calligraphy Pens

Nestled between larger blocks (albeit, still small compared to American streets) were narrow cobblestone streets open only to pedestrian traffic. Here, I was reintroduced to a way of thinking I had grown to appreciate myself: quality before anything else. From a chocolatier and tea room filled with gorgeous treats that looked too good to eat, to a leather goods shop that made everything by hand and in-store to even a stationary store that offered calligraphy pens with small pots of ink and gold foiled wrapping paper, the message was clear that well made goods were preferred and change is not always better.

Along the opposite side of the corridor were cafés and restaurants with many patrons enjoying the warmth of Paris in July. Despite the fact that it was July 4th and I had been distinctly aware of what I was missing back home earlier in the day, I welcomed my new surroundings. I felt like I had been transported to a simpler time when this environment was not the exception, but the norm. In other words, a time when people did not search for faster and less expensive solutions for their everyday necessities, but rather, enjoyed the craftsmanship and quality of work that went into their food, goods, and correspondence. This side of Paris was refreshing. It was different from anything else I had experienced, due in part to the lack of crowds but also to the fact that it was a testimony to Parisian values as introduced to me when I first came to Paris years ago. "Parisian values are different from Americans," I was told. "They want quality, not quantity, and they don't settle often--if ever."

Un Dimanche ˙a Paris Tea Salon and Chocolatier

Un Dimanche ˙a Paris Tea Salon and Chocolatier

A Parisian Bookstore

A Parisian Bookstore

Returning back to the main road after our detour, we continued down rue Saint André Des Arts to see what else we could explore. On one side of the street was a modern art gallery that caught my eye for its seemingly inappropriate existence in this antiquated district. Yet, it seemed to fit in just fine. After the immediate shock of something so different from its surroundings, I realized that most (if not all) of the establishments I had seen had been very similar upon a second glance. They all shared the commonality of an artistic focus. (I later learned that this area of Paris is historically referred to as the area for the "intelligentsia" crowd who valued intellectual curiosity and cultural exploration.) As a writer and reader, though, my favorite find along this road was a small bookstore nestled in the middle of the block. It could have been easily missed by someone looking for flashing lights or large window displays, but its old-fashioned door sign and numerous stacks of books that could be seen from outside the store immediately lured me to the other side of the street.

Here, I also found a clothing boutique that presented Parisian fashion in a unique way. Although it did not seem unique from the exterior, Allison's selection of French and American designers offered me familiar finds and new discoveries, but the practice of displaying designers' current look-books above the racks was something I had never experienced. The saleswoman was exceptionally helpful, and even took the time to explain the location of the other stores and surrounding locales.

Before long, we decided that it was time our adventure in the 6th arrondissement come to an end for the day. However, we found ourselves back in the same area later on that evening to celebrate the American holiday. Turning down a street well lit by glowing neon café logos and candles lit at the tables for patrons dining al fresco, we were met with the surprising gift of street performers. They had cornered off the block with their cars, blasted music from an outdated boom-box and a crowd of passersby and dinner guests formed a circle around them. We said good night to this previously unfamiliar area of Paris, and I knew then that the area would become a favorite Parisian destination of mine for years to come.

rue Saint André Des Artes

rue Saint André Des Artes

Allison Clothing Boutique

Allison Clothing Boutique