Tuesday, July 5, 2011

My Subconscious Has Declared War...

Amy Winehouse, to use the vernacular, is one hot mess. Fine contralto voice, songs that became legend, first English singer to win five Grammys—there is no doubt that she is an amazing person who had an incredible career. But there is one thing Miss Winehouse is not….a role model. And for that reason, I haven’t been a big fan.

But my indefatigable inner musician triumphs over my logical mind in that I do deeply admire her voice. Amy Winehouse formed a lot of my current musical taste. She’s the reason I like Adele so much, who has herself been dubbed “the next Amy Winehouse.” Lately, more than ever, my subconscious has been plaguing me by constantly bringing the song “Valerie” to my attention(The weirdest part is, I don't ever remember consciously being aware of this song). I find myself singing or humming it at least twice a week. Let us examine the lyrics:

Well, sometimes I go out by myself
And I look across the water
And I think of all the things, what you’re doing
And in my head I paint a picture

‘Cause since I’ve come on home
Well, my body’s been a mess
And I’ve missed your ginger hair
And the way you like to dress

Won’t you come on over
Stop makin’ a fool out of me
Why don’t you come on over Valerie?
Valerie, Valerie, Valerie

I cannot fathom what exactly my musician self is trying to tell me with this. That I’m lonely? Well, I already know that. No need to rub it in. Geez. This song kind of reminds me of a friend I have who is always getting herself in trouble—kinda dizzy, she is—and the fact that I have to go help her out of her self-dug holes doesn’t bother me, I just miss her. She only needs me when she NEEDS me to help her. But I don’t mind being a push-over. Ha. So either, I’m too much a loner or I need to stop being used. That, and I need to NOT analyse every song that gets stuck in my head.