Amy Winehouse just does it for me right now. I loved her from the first time I heard Back To Black, and I listened to it so much that my 6 year old knows all the words. She's so raw on that whole album. Maybe because I know (and am related to) so many with substance abuse issues, even when she was all whacked out and obviously sick I was rooting for her. And when I heard that she had died it was so sad not only because she was so young but also because I wanted to be able to hear more from her. I loved that crazy crackhead. This song in particular I've been singing to myself a lot lately, and seems appropriate for this rainy day and my mixed up heart
