RIP Amy Winehouse

I don’t often comment here on public events/news/celebrities but the death of Amy Winehouse has really rattled me.  I guess it’s more than the fact that I was (am) a huge fan of her talent.  I suppose it’s more because I could see it coming but still was really pulling for her. I was rooting for this tortured girl to beat the odds, to win her battles and escape her demons.  I was, perhaps wrongly, optimistic.  Still, I was worried for her, as were many others.

I’m mostly disappointed. I’m disappointed that a talented young life was cut short.  We have yet to learn the cause of death, but even if it’s not drug-related, it’s obvious that drugs and alcohol were her downfall.  That makes me sad.  I hurt for her poor, tortured soul.  As an artist, I can appreciate, if not fully understand, how her demons may have been what made her so good at what she did.  But it still hurts.  My condolences to her family, friends, and everyone touched by the loss of her precious gifts.