Bye, bye, Amy Winehouse

Sad day today! Amy, the greatest voice of England of the early 21st century, is gone. A lot of people, including the midia vultures, in a cold and insensitive way, almost celebrating, announced Amy's death as something already bound to happen at any time. Well, come on, anybody, no matter what we do, is bound to die. After all, this is the only thing we have for sure in life. It seems to me people, again, are savoring her death as if a "yes, I told ya, she'd would kill herself!" type of statement would simply soothe the grief for this loss. I liked Amy, the artist; I deplored her vices, but I was here in my little corner of the world cheering deeply that one day she would get rid of all this, or at least, part of it, in order to finally learn how to deal with stardom and fame, and still be "the great voice". Oh, I am very sorry! We lost a wonderful talent, and that's what I would like to lament. What she did, her private life, her personal demons, and so forth, don't matter to me. What has always mattered and touched me was her immense talent. We lose it today. The entire world is to lament this tragedy. Amy, the great, so young, is gone. Bye, bye Amy Winehouse. Maybe, now, it's the time to go "Back to black". Bye, bye, darling! Be happy, wherever you are!