The Daily Mail has a long but fascinating piece about a one-on-one interview with Amy Winehouse. It’s here if you want to read it, but here are some choice quotes.
Downstairs, a growing pack of paparazzi has gathered in a frenzy, inches from her door, with cameras at the ready, anticipating Winehouseâ€™s response to the latest headlines.
For the past hour, Winehouse has been getting ready to meet the paparazzi: sheâ€™s been carefully drawing the dark, thick Cleopatra swoops around her eyes, over smudges of make-up past, her long, manicured red fingernails masking a black resin lining, her lip gloss glittering pink, foundation covering little scabs that dot her face.
â€˜What are you going to say, Amy?â€™ I ask her from the sofa where Iâ€™ve been slumped over, scratching notes for the past few hours.
At 4am, after Iâ€™d spent half the night outside her apartment, hoping for an interview, Winehouse had, much to my surprise, opened the door and invited me in for beer.
Since then, Winehouse has been pottering around her house in varying states of consciousness, disappearing every half an hour or so upstairs to her bedroom and returning to talk to me a little about her music, a little about her drugs and a lot about her imprisoned husband.
Through it all, sheâ€™s an attentive and open hostess, making tea and giving me extra pieces of paper to take notes.
Now, thinking about the waiting paparazzi outside, she keeps her eyes fastened on her image in the mirror.
â€˜I could just go out there and say . . . I donâ€™t know.â€™ Her mouth is slack. â€˜I donâ€™t know, really.â€™ Winehouse gives her hive one last tease and trots gamely down the stairway.
Also, it turns out Amy couldn’t pull her shit together for long enough to actually record the James Bond Quantum of Solace theme song. Alicia Keys and Jack White will be doing it instead.