There are serious consequences of taking life too seriously. I have never heard the songs of Amy Winehouse but I know the screaming of her soul. She has joined the "dead at 27 club" with the likes of Jimmy Hendrix and Janis Joplin. "You know you got to shoot it, it makes you feel good"!
Being famous can be a tough business All we really know of these people is our expectations of them.
They are always on stage and some see a perverse pleasure when they trip. Living life in the extreme is a part of our expected view. We would be disappointed if while off stage they became regular people, maybe even lived in a regular house and worked in a garden.
There must be a cost in being a rock star. "Take another piece of my heart"!
Yet ending life with drugs and alcohol is a common experience. Amy gets the headlines but a thousand people over the world died yesterday from the same escape. Too much of a good thing, too much living. Extreme. The cure found in drugs and alcohol dampens the devil but clouds the vision and suppresses the spirit. Michael Jackson just wanted to sleep.
Her record, "Back to Black" will sell like hotcakes now. Now we want to know who she was but I suspect she never sang that song and we will never know. Somewhere, inside, the little girl in pain.
