Seeing the Movie Amy

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Nick and I went to the Tuesday matinée showing of the documentary movie about Amy Winehouse last week. (See the trailer here.)

Then on Tuesday night, Amy was alive and well, as she vividly joined me in my dream. A recurrent feeling of sadness then hounded me for the next couple of days.

I’d have to say that I’m a sensitive person and would be considered an “easy crier” — cue the time I had to explain my tears at work, when a former boss walked into my office just after I’d had a heart-breaking discussion with a co-worker/friend whose cat had just died — but I have never cried over the death of a celebrity. Except for Amy Winehouse.

I remember exactly where I was and what I was doing the first time I heard her voice. It was January 2007 and the song was “Rehab”. Like so many others I’m sure, I didn’t come near envisioning that it had been written and sung by a tiny, somewhat innocent, London-born artist, who was barely out of her teens. I’d heard it played on an indie internet radio station and immediately wanted to hear it over again. I bought the album Back to Black and came to know every single note on it, often singing along from beginning to end.

I’ve always preferred female vocalists and Amy Winehouse was (is) certainly a favourite. I looked forward to hearing everything that was yet to come from this phenom.

And then, as suddenly as she came to fame, as we all know, she died in her sleep of excessive alcohol consumption exasperating her weak heart, less than five years after the release of that album, at the age of 27.

So, without doubt, I had to go see this movie, in spite of knowing that it was going to be sad, sad, sad.

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^ Nick got a new hat last week from Goorin’s Summer Sale ^

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^ We’ve missed Sleater-Kinney too, and are glad that they’ve re-formed. ^

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^ We walked through Rush Lane, on our way to the cinema at Yonge and Dundas ^

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^ Soho Street. Our first home together was on the top two floors of this house furthest to the right. ^

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^ Community piano at John Street and Stephanie ^

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The movie was so well done, with lots and lots of footage, showing every step of progression in Amy’s career. She was so spunky and funny. I especially loved seeing the video of her in the studio, in the booth recording the vocals to the title track on Back to Black.

I won’t give the movie away, but will say that both her father and husband were terrible influences on her, and from what is seen in the documentary, were key players in her demise. The media frenzy that accompanied her every move didn’t help either.

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^ Yonge and Dundas ^

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^ Chinese Buddhist Temple on Cecil Street ^

Thanks for dropping over. I hope you’re having a good week.
xo loulou

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(I just rewatched the trailer linked to at the beginning of this post, and so am now pushing the publish button with tears in my eyes.)

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4 Responses to Seeing the Movie Amy

  1. Vix says:

    I loved Amy Winehouse, hers was the only celebrity death to ever move me to tears, such a tragic waste. I saw her play live three times and each time feared that performance would be the last.
    On a brighter note the graffiti is utterly fabulous, Soho Street is stunning and the community piano is something I’ve only ever seen at festivals. xxx

    • Loulou says:

      Lucky you to have seen her perform live. I wish that I had. She’d done two sold-out shows in a small venue up the street called The Mod Club, just after Back to Black was released but I missed out on getting tickets.

  2. Julie says:

    ohh, I so want to see this- I love Amy Winehouse, and it’s so difficult to remember she was famous for ‘only’ five years, considering just how hugely famous she was. Her voice was incredible.

  3. Hollie says:

    Wait… did you say community piano? And it’s just sitting there outside? COOL! I was never a Winehouse fan. I didn’t like her music or her lifestyle but I was all about her hair and makeup. I loved it so much, I dressed as her for Halloween. I made my own Amy hair out of two of my moms old clip on ponytails. My do was spot on!

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