Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Amy, Amy, Amy

As everyone knows by now, Amy Winehouse passed away over the weekend from what appears to be a drug overdose (though the toxicology reports will not completed for at least another 2-4 weeks). And as many of my regular readers know, I was a huge fan of Ms. Winehouse -- performing her songs at nearly every karaoke party I attended, dressing up as her for Jewlloween (aka Purim) and writing a 3,000 word story about her bad ass for Tablet.

While I didn't have a whole new piece in me since the one published in April had everything I could muster including the kitchen sink, I did update and adapt that article for JTA (Jewish Telegraph Agency) with some new insights. Here is an excerpt:

I had become an instant fan of the singer almost from my first listen to “Back to Black” in 2007, Winehouse’s second and now final album. At first, like many others, I was very taken by the ballsy track “Rehab,” where she famously rejected the help she so clearly needed. Yet at the time of the track’s release, she hadn’t yet spiraled out of control. Her refusal seemed as much a denial of her alcohol and substance abuse problems as an aversion to the type of image rehab that many actors, singers and politicians are forced to undergo in order to make them more palatable to the general public.

The rest can be read here.

And here's, "Amy, Amy, Amy" from her first album.


One Heart Being said...

Dear Dvora, I first read your article today on this week's Jewish News of Phoenix email version ( I used to live there). I feel sooo resonant and honored to have crossed Paths with you. Thanks for your sharings. I find them refreshing, wise, beauty-full, playful, inspiring and courageous. Likewise, your creative talents and writing skills are exemplary. Infinite blessings Dear One.
Soldann (aka Stan Greenberg, PhD)

Dvora Meyers said...