To say I am an Amy Winehouse fan is an understatement. I remember the first time I heard “Rehab” like it was yesterday. Ever since then I have followed her career; I bought her music, watched her win countless awards, and watched almost every music video, live performance and interview I could find on Youtube. Like everyone else I also witnessed her downward spiral. Even though many people wrote her off and said she was too far gone, I still hoped that one day she would get better. If the rumours are true, Amy’s addictions consumed her and inevitably caused her death.
To see someone with so much talent (especially during this era of popular music) pass away at such a young age, is simply heartbreaking. Not only was she talented, she also had a very sweet personality and seemed humbled by the all accolades she received. I’m not ashamed to admit that when I heard the news of Amy’s death, I cried. Back to Black was the soundtrack to my first year at university and a difficult time in my life. I listened to it daily for at least a year and a half. Amy was a prolific singer/songwriter who spoke with such honesty to me and to many other people I’m sure. It’s unfortunate that her personal demons often overshadowed her undeniable talent. Some may romanticize her legacy as a musician and public figure, but I truly believe music has suffered a great loss. Her music is a testament to the power of music (and the arts) and its ability to establish profound connections between people. She will be dearly missed.
Rest in peace Amy.