The Daily Mail has a long but fascinating piece about a one-on-one interview with Amy Winehouse. It’s here if you want to read it, but here are some choice quotes.
Downstairs, a growing pack of paparazzi has gathered in a frenzy, inches from her door, with cameras at the ready, anticipating Winehouse’s response to the latest headlines.
For the past hour, Winehouse has been getting ready to meet the paparazzi: she’s been carefully drawing the dark, thick Cleopatra swoops around her eyes, over smudges of make-up past, her long, manicured red fingernails masking a black resin lining, her lip gloss glittering pink, foundation covering little scabs that dot her face.
‘What are you going to say, Amy?’ I ask her from the sofa where I’ve been slumped over, scratching notes for the past few hours.
At 4am, after I’d spent half the night outside her apartment, hoping for an interview, Winehouse had, much to my surprise, opened the door and invited me in for beer.
Since then, Winehouse has been pottering around her house in varying states of consciousness, disappearing every half an hour or so upstairs to her bedroom and returning to talk to me a little about her music, a little about her drugs and a lot about her imprisoned husband.
Through it all, she’s an attentive and open hostess, making tea and giving me extra pieces of paper to take notes.
Now, thinking about the waiting paparazzi outside, she keeps her eyes fastened on her image in the mirror.
‘I could just go out there and say . . . I don’t know.’ Her mouth is slack. ‘I don’t know, really.’ Winehouse gives her hive one last tease and trots gamely down the stairway.
Also, it turns out Amy couldn’t pull her shit together for long enough to actually record the James Bond Quantum of Solace theme song. Alicia Keys and Jack White will be doing it instead.
That’s from Rolling Stone’s last issue (or further than that, my subscription arrives after the new one hits the newstands). It’s more than a month old.
Just what I was going to say, Persistant Cat. If Daily Mail claimed it as its own, it’s plagiarism.
She’s just dying, and nobody is doing much about it. She has money and so she will keep OD’g until one day… she’s just gone. She was very lucky to make it at all, she doesn’t have the desire to do the work it takes to be a musician and without Mark Ronson to produce her she’s not going to do much musically – and then the money goes. Then she goes. We are watching a suicide, it’s just in slow motion. Bye Amy.
She makes great music, its a shame shes destroying her body with drugs and alcohol. I mean, she can barely hold a conversation, as shown in this interview. PLEASE GET BETTER AMY!!!!
You know you’re a dirtball when you have resin in your fingernails!
What a mess this girl is. I’m so amazed that she’s only 24… she looks in her 30s. Drugs are bad kids, mmkay?
who cares? just die already. i need a good laugh.
She’s just messed up. She needs to deal with herself.
I recognized it too, but there is a copyright from the Rolling Stone at the end of the article.
she looks like nosferatu, holding up a glass og virgin’s blood.
Yup, a slow motion suicide… Shame!
I like really want to her to do something.
BE HAPPY AMY.
Put the drugs down.