I normally cannot be bothered with celebrities but early last year, I was watching the Brit Awards on BBC and was first transfixed by Scissor Sisters with their ingenious live performance of “I Don’t Feel Like Dancing“. Later in the show, I had my first Amy experience. There she was, looking rather sober, belting out some pseudo-50’s soulful melody, and balancing all of that hair precariously perched atop her head. My first reaction was amazement that someone was still performing this style of music, followed by greater amazement that she was making a living doing so, and finally, disgusted that a song about going to rehab was worthy of a live performance.
Since 2006, Amy has been in and out of rehab, but constantly in the media. And that’s how she popped up on my monitor this morning. Checking my email (one of several accounts), there on AOL was a teaser headline about a singer having a seizure. Curious, I clicked in to find the story only to be confronted with these dramatic photos of Amy.
The first photo is from June 2004, the second one from April 2008. If this is what success and fame does to someone, we should all hope for abject failure in whatever we do.
Of course, success does not ruin everyone—only the weak and those prone to self-destructive behaviors in the first place. The rewards of success only facilitate that process.
Ana Matronic Rocks!!! http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ana_Matronic