Like everyone who has been following Amy Winehouse’s career, I was shocked and deeply saddened by her untimely death this past weekend. But I can’t say I was surprised. It was clear that if she continued on the self-destructive path of drugs and alcohol addiction she would end up, like many others, dead before her time.
I am a huge fan of Amy Winehouse’s music. The first time I saw her perform I was blown away by her music, her voice, her outrageous beehive, and her over-the-top make-up and clothes. Her music became an instant obsession and I quickly bought her CDs (“Frank” and “Back to Black”) and a DVD of her fantastic “Back to Black” concert. For several months I drove to and from work listening to her tunes and over the next years I longed for more music from Winehouse. But the next album – which was forever “in the making”- never came out. Amy seemed to have lost her soul.
And now comes this news of her untimely death. What a senseless end to what could have been a long and brilliant career. Amy Winehouse was not only a great artist, she also opened the door to many other artists, who embraced her “retro-soul” style of music. That, and her small but powerful repertoire, will be her legacy. Like others who died too young, Amy Winehouse will always be remembered by her adoring fans and will certainly be idolized by new fans in generations to come.
Today, however, I am thinking about the fact that this young woman called Amy Winehouse was not just an outstanding singer, songwriter, and performer. She was somebody’s daughter, sister, friend, who died much too young leaving a hole in their lives that can never be filled by another.
R.I.P. Amy Winehouse, daughter, sister, friend…