When you love someone who suffers from the disease of addiction you await the phone call. There will be a phone call. The sincere hope is that the call will be from the addict themselves, telling you they've had enough, that they're ready to stop, ready to try something new. Of course though, you fear the other call, the sad nocturnal chime from a friend or relative telling you it's too late, she's gone.- Russel Brand in the GuardianAmy Winehouse died in her home in London on Saturday at the age of 27. She was a unique voice that brought jazz back to a population that may never have encountered it.
I first heard her on YouTube long before she was available in the United States. I had a friend in England send me her album, and I bought her second album when I went to Ireland later that year. I've embedded below some of these early performances of hers which are why I first fell in love with her music, and demonstrate why we've lost someone truly special.
Teach Me Tonight
Tenderly
Monkey Man
Take the Box
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