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Back To Black, Amy Winehouse

Everyone knows this one. But I still want to talk about it.

For a long time this album, and especially "You Know I'm No Good," was something of a personal anthem for me. My husband had decided he was sick of me, in his words, 'sharing my sexuality with everyone,' and demanded that I stopped publishing explicit stuff (I was writing a lot of fanfiction at the time).

And I gave in.

But I didn't like it. And I had always been upfront with him about what I was doing online. I'd told him I was trouble.

Of course, in the end, it was all for nothing. He left me for the dream of another woman, one with a different, better (?) sex drive, who had younger kids, who was thinner and pastier and deeply, entirely sincere. I never had a chance. (Did he sleep with her? I'll probably never know. It doesn't matter.)

But I'm glad I had Amy. She helped, actually. Her pride in her flaws, her seeming eagerness to burn the whole thing down; I felt strength in it. And she's still with me, now, even though she and my marriage are gone.

Thanks, Amy. I wish I could send you an email about it or something.

This is one of the songs I kept thinking of when I was writing "Live on the Air." It's one of Mike's favorites:

Because you have all this YouTube evidence that that era really happened. And people really wore those clothes....



It's kind of hilarious that the sweaters seem weirder than the dance hall clothes to me now.

EDIT: This one's even better:



Amazon has lots of Wang Chung:

The Best of Wang Chung - 20th Century Masters: Millennium Collection