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When she was good, she was very, very good: RIP Amy Winehouse

If you’ve been around for, oh, the past decade, there’ll have been no avoiding Amy Winehouse, who burst on to the scene (I know, such a clichéd phrase) in 2003 with Frank, her debut album, which was nominated for a …

Sat, Jul 23, 2011, 18:35

   

If you’ve been around for, oh, the past decade, there’ll have been no avoiding Amy Winehouse, who burst on to the scene (I know, such a clichéd phrase) in 2003 with Frank, her debut album, which was nominated for a Mercury Music Prize and critically acclaimed, followed up by 2006′s Back to Black, featuring the hit single Rehab – the song which will, no doubt, now become an anthem for Winehouse, drug-taking and tragic, young deaths.

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Here she is on Never Mind the Buzzcocks in 2009, coming out with, let’s face it, some of the best lines that show has ever seen.

I listened to Back to Black this evening in the car, and remembered how talented she was, and how she made tattoos and beehives and seriously not giving a shit seriously sexy for a while there.

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I loved her bag-lady chic, and her winged eyeliner, and her tattoo sleeves – to which I am still working up. I loved her ballet slippers, except when they were covered in blood, and I loved her cursing and her spitting and the fact that she really didn’t care what people thought of her. And for the record, she didn’t care before the drug-taking meant she really didn’t care.

Amy Winehouse: the girl who made people forget the Zutons wrote Valerie; the woman who brought rockabilly back (yes, before you, Imelda); the lady who made sure we knew she didn’t want to go to rehab. (I know, Simon Amstell already made that joke, in a far more amusing fashion than I ever could.)

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I was looking forward to seeing what she’d come up with next, and for this, and more, I was really sad when I heard she’d died, today, at the age of 27.