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She was just getting started. Amy Winehouse, dead at 27, was only two albums into a career, and a life, which would be derailed by alcohol, drugs and bad choices.
The long, pathetic spectacle life of her, brought joy only to the jackals of the British tabloids, which sneered in big headlines at each new downturn. But her self-destruction was a deep loss to listeners. Ms. Winehouse was no manufactured pop commodity. She was a genuine musician, among the very small handful of British singers whose version of American soul music had a gutsiness and flair far beyond what could be studied.
And Andy Morris was able capture all of above that successfully. This would be a good… Read more