Chasing Amy – What’s Inside Her Never Dies
by Karen Tortora-Lee on July 24, 2011
All I can ever be to you,
Is a darkness that we knew, And this regret I’ve grown accustom to.
– “Tears Dry On Their Own” / Amy Winehouse
There’s always a little bit of “what if” and “why didn’t someone” and “stop demonizing / vilifying / glorifying them now just because they’re dead” that goes on right after a controversial celebrity dies suddenly (although never quite unexpectedly). And today is no different, as I watch my friends debate Amy Winehouse some saying ”What a tragedy” and others saying “I’m surprised she lasted this long”. Meanwhile, the ones who like to hear themselves talk, are gratuitously pointing out that she died as she lived and had no one to blame but herself. Yes. We’re all aware of who Amy Winehouse was publicly. The talent. The trainwreck. And ultimately, the tragedy.
I’m not really here to ruminate on her death. I’m just here to memorialize someone who broke my heart.
