That day I was helping clean up and cook for a BBQ. The death of someone I did not know was not that important at the time. But on the ride to my apartment today, I thought about her death again. It's kind of sad. One of my roommate and I discussed how at one point we thought about where she was and hoped she was making a new album. She had talent and it sucks that addiction took her out.
And you know how a song can remind you of a moment in time. Well, Amy, "Tears Dry On Their Own" does that for me. My current roommate and I bonded over this song during an orientation program the summer before our freshman year.
Thanks for sharing your voice with us, Amy. Wish you could have shared more. RIP.