[Love is a Losing Game] on Amy Winehouse

An artist is worth only what they will leave in this life when they are gone; that may all there will ever be of their existence, or ever known, their works and contributions to the immortality of art.

  The sensation from Camden that was Amy Winehouse has left the echo of the artist legacy, still rich today as the it became the day of her demise 4 years ago. The Southgate-born vocalist inspired numerous artists and fans the world over, and still continue to do so today. Winehouse's 3 album career spanning 8 years, her last [Lioness, Hidden Treasures] released posthumously 5 months after her death, is a compilation of unreleased songs and demos collaborated with both Island Records and Winehouse's own [Lioness.]

  Winehouse was a tragic figure that lives a life based on purely existing. The infamy of her lifestyle which contributed ultimately to her demise was a source of controversy amongst journalist and media networks but all fell inane to the music, to her music, diverse and creative rhythmic spun from a suffering soul to cure another. Winehouse sacrifice herself not in the interest of self-destruction, but in the interest of the music; the medium chosen was one indulge rather battled, a source of infection left untreated, without attendance nor attention- as long as the music continued, as long as the people responded, the hits were recorded and the Grammy's acknowledged, her tragedy was one of her own, left to it on her own, one she perhaps needed if she was to face her inherent obligation to create.

  Winehouse was an intricate figure, a controversial one, but moreover, an artist who shape-shifted the lives and work of art the world over, leaving the light in the universe that a star does when it suffers a supernova explosion. If there was anything left unfinished in the life and career of Winehouse, it was meant to be that way inasmuch it is that way that she lived, an unfinished marvel.

-Dontrell Lovet't