This installment is part of a retrospective on “Back to Black,” the most acclaimed album of Amy Winehouse who passed away 10 years ago this July. I’ll revisit one track every month in order of their appearance on the album.
One of very few mid-to-upper tempo songs on Back to Black comes with a pause of self criticism for a love that shouldn’t be, but won’t stop.
Her fella has taken up another girl, but he just keeps going back to Amy. She knows it’s wrong and clearly he does too, but they can’t seem to create a balance and be “just friends.”
Since her passing, it has been said by Amy’s creative partners that her incomplete and never-released third album was going to be island inspired and more ska forward. This song is the best indication of what that may have looked like. She wore it well, and undoubtedly would have taken it even further.