Well, well, well.
Look who’s comparatively totally sane today.
Amy Winehouse is in Barbados, enjoying a precious, precious week in which she’s not the craziest celeb on the planet.
Enjoy it while it lasts, Wino.
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Amy Winehouse was booked today after an investigation into husband Blake-Civil Fielder’s actions that led to his incarceration under a perversion of justice charge, implicated Amy as well.
I don’t understand what any of that means.
“Her husband has been charged with grievous bodily harm against a pub landlord. He was then further charged with perverting the course of justice. It had been speculated that police might have an interest in any allegation about his wife’s potential involvement,” says some journalist guy.
Can the smart people out there please explain in (American) English what the fuck is going on?
In the wake of her mother’s shattering open letter to her ailing daughter, it seems her daughter has a newfound determination to get better. At least, that’s how her rep’s trying to spin it. Here’s the statement:
“Amy is thrilled to be nominated for 6 Grammys and is very much hoping to attend. She is determined to be ready and well for that performance.”
Get sober, Amy! Get healthy and get back here and rock our worlds!!!
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I can’t be snarky about this at all. I can barely bring myself to write about Amy Winehouse these days; she’s such a talented young woman so close to death. Her mother sees that, too, and has published an open letter in News of the World to her daughter, as a last-ditch effort to reach out to her self-destructing daughter. The whole letter is heartbreaking.
Says her mum:
I hope it makes you realise that although you might be a superstar, you’re not superwoman.
Early fame has overwhelmed you, it’s dizzied you and muddled your mind. For a moment, forget you’re a superstar. You’re also young and vulnerable. Remember you’re just an ordinary human being, no stronger than any of the rest of us. You think you’re strong enough to get through this on your own, darling, but you’re not.
I actually kind of teared up reading this. I can’t even imagine what her mother’s going through. Like, I get really sad when my cats throw up. It would kill me to watch a child hurt like Amy is hurting. And the next time my mother wants to lecture me about writing about my lesbian fantasies (I LOVE YOU BLAKE LIVELY!) on this blog, remember, Mom, I don’t do heroin. (Yet.)
“Amy doesn’t get excited about anything. She was never once excited while in the studio. And today she is just like, ‘Yeah, Ronnie, chops, we got Grammy nominations.’ That’s her. But she is happy and psyched.”
Mark Ronson talks about Amy Winehouse’s reaction to her six Grammy nods.
Rehab regular Pete Doherty was spotted leaving Amy Winehouse’s London flat yesterday, after being there for nearly 6 hours.
I’m sure they were having an impromptu AA meeting.
He then got a ride to the train station from a photog. Cute.
Bitch canceled the rest of her tour. She just can’t handle it, she says, with her hubby in the slammer.
“I can’t give it my all onstage without my Blake. I’m so sorry but I don’t want to do the shows half-heartedly. I love singing. My husband is everything to me and without him it’s just not the same.”
Maybe it’s just not the same to you, but it’s the same to your fans, bitch. You have an obligation to them.
Amy, this has nothing to do with Blake. It has to do with your addiction. You’ve been high as a kite at your past few shows, almost incoherent. You cannot stay sober for a goddamn second with all this stress in your life. That’s the problem.
Go to rehab, bitch.
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