Another free soul posessed by the demon alcohol...
Rest in Peace Amy... Your songs shall forever remind us how much special you were... Inside your struggle, your own songs, or better pieces of your soul, told the very truth... Run freely now up there...
I found out earlier today when I was in the car via NPR. Thought I'd come and pay my respects. I'll miss you, Amy Winehouse. I did my share of making fun of ya for being kinda tore up. But I was always pulling for ya and hoping you'd get your shit together and turn your life around. I'm disappointed. Now that's not gonna happen, your actions, which I had called "self-destructive" before have done just that. You made some beautiful music, it was all class. You possessed a fantastic talent but you were of all people a fool. I constantly thought you an idiot. You understood what your mistakes were but you kept repeating them. I could only shake my head as you destroyed yourself and I still am. My heart goes out to some fools though, we're all fools in some way after all, and to you for whatever pain drove you to your habits. I don't know how I'll remember you. A tortured artist? A beautiful fool? It's inscrutable at the moment. But I will remember you from time to time because your songs are probably going to be rattling around in my noggin for the rest of my days. Good luck on whatever comes next.