I started this post. But my aim is not to blame Amy. Only to inform IORR.
At the end I want to finish with this text from Serbian writer named Biljana Srbljanovic. She is nice. But it's not so important. She is very smart. Translation is mines, and poor, but those who want to understand, will understand.
Knife in the heartSo what you wanted? "Good evening Beograde, let’s go, hands up!" Is it a "performance" for ya?
First, Amy Winehouse is not a singer. Svetlana(1) is a singer, and when she went to jail, the audience was one hundred percent "respected". Amy, on the contrary, the goddess, a creature from outer space, which staggers under the weight of life, and Belgrade, unfortunately, did not understand that he attended a moving moment in history. Amy is the premier artist in a long series of selfdestructive genius, was not born and does not exist to VIP lounge showed yesterday what he taught English in class. She is turned on, all by itself, and tends to disappear before our eyes, it evaporates, melts, turns into an atomic number of 79th. Beeing in her appearance is as if the present moment in which Van Gogh cut the ear itself, and you’re bed, because these lymph sprayed the iris. Spoils you just fine decoration and the color. Or if you wanted to return money, because you broke the Captain Kelly concert in New Haven.Tonight Belgrade saw history, youtube with "Just Friends" should be submitted in the archives of MSU, to be kept as a valuable document. All this remindsme of "The Last Sitting" from Bert Stern, the last session photographing Marilyn Monroe, just weeks before her physical death. Photos ordered Vogue, and released them the day after her death, and to see them all: and why she lived and why she died, all of her horror and beauty, and quite fresh scar from gall bladder surgery and terrible sorro wthat radiant being. Marilyn, during the shooting, got drunk a few times so that the hours she slept through most moving moments. After the nail polish scratch the negatives that she is not liked, and these pictures are the best. Amy hated last night is like inPhotoshop to clear the cut on Marilyn stomach.
What kind of blase mainstream has turned this town? What kind of obnoxious of all the media lynching of a genius on hers knees, what catholicity in spiting, and they are all there, as in the Konuzin party. What is easier than that? Nothing. What is harder? A life!
Good evening Athens. Good evening New York(2). "Well, I'm the Crawlin 'King Snake /And I rule my den," who that does not understand, does not understand anything. In fact, however, understand something: "Good evening, Offenbach."
PS: I’m not rock critic, nor is this view of the concert. I invest in Amy, by buying tickets, that is for what she wants. Last time I was waiting in Paris, when the band announced that the scene will occur. This time I bought a regular ticket, but now I'm not coming. I knew what the alchemy that will evaporates. Who is going to dance, he missed the event. Amy is a comet. You could stick a pencil in your heart, spill it over the scene, would it satisfy you? It's only rock and roll, but I like it.
(1) Arkans vidow
(2) Amy said in Belgrade, she was lost...