On Saturday a 27 year old woman lost a battle, with herself...and that is a tragedy. Her, undisputed, talent was not enough to outdistance the demons that chased her...and that also is a tragedy. That, so many times, genius and fragility should entwine themselves so tightly; and take so much talent from us...is yet another tragedy.
Maybe more could have been done but, as Russell Brand observed, such points are now moot. Whatever her personal shortcomings, Amy Winehouse was a musical force of nature; that she left us so little will only speed up her journey to cult immortality.
Here I give you a sassy, irreverent caricature of her with what little talent I possess. Sleep tight Amy, you are beyond the grasp of those who would torment you now...sleep tight.
Excelsior out!
