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jennlarene 's review for:
Lady Sings the Blues
by Billie Holiday
i have lots of feelings circulating around billie holiday’s autography.
this couldn’t have been an easy thing for her to do: to share how she was nearly raped at 10, to a full violation at 12...or to talk about her constant encounters of racism and sexism. her failed marriages. never mind her addiction to opium and heroin and jail time.
but billie is a straight-shooter if i ever read one, and i admire her for her willingness to air it all out for the world to see.
of course, i adore her music, but it was her perseverance to follow her passion up mountains and mountains of struggles that really gets me. boy, did lady day know her worth. her determination to never be pushed around or to never settle is impressive to say the least— and her willingness to take the blame for a lot of self-made problems, from choosing bad partners to using again, brings me admiration all the same.
billie was a strange ‘spitfire yet sweetheart’ sort of mix, in my opinion: bold and brave while supportive and appreciative of those she loved.
she was true, through and through. “you can’t copy anybody and end up with anything,” billie wrote, “if you copy, it means you’re working without any real feeling. and without feeling, whatever you do amounts to nothing.” billie was her beautiful, loving, troubled self until her last breath. in the end, that’s all you can ask for in a person, ain’t it? thanks for sharing your story, miss day.
this couldn’t have been an easy thing for her to do: to share how she was nearly raped at 10, to a full violation at 12...or to talk about her constant encounters of racism and sexism. her failed marriages. never mind her addiction to opium and heroin and jail time.
but billie is a straight-shooter if i ever read one, and i admire her for her willingness to air it all out for the world to see.
of course, i adore her music, but it was her perseverance to follow her passion up mountains and mountains of struggles that really gets me. boy, did lady day know her worth. her determination to never be pushed around or to never settle is impressive to say the least— and her willingness to take the blame for a lot of self-made problems, from choosing bad partners to using again, brings me admiration all the same.
billie was a strange ‘spitfire yet sweetheart’ sort of mix, in my opinion: bold and brave while supportive and appreciative of those she loved.
she was true, through and through. “you can’t copy anybody and end up with anything,” billie wrote, “if you copy, it means you’re working without any real feeling. and without feeling, whatever you do amounts to nothing.” billie was her beautiful, loving, troubled self until her last breath. in the end, that’s all you can ask for in a person, ain’t it? thanks for sharing your story, miss day.