old news, i know. but i just found this beautifully written tribute to amy by russell brand and i thought should share. didn't expect he could write something like this. i suddenly have a newfound respect for the guy, as well as an appreciation of how talented amy was. i don't know how big a celebrity he is because i've only seen him do a stupid job of hosting the mtv awards awhile back. he is a former addict himself. still looks like one though :)
"I was myself at that time barely out of rehab and was thirstily seeking less complicated women so I barely reflected on the now glaringly obvious fact that Winehouse and I shared an affliction, the disease of addiction. All addicts, regardless of the substance or their social status share a consistent and obvious symptom; they're not quite present when you talk to them. They communicate to you through a barely discernible but un-ignorable veil. Whether a homeless smack head troubling you for 50p for a cup of tea or a coked-up, pinstriped exec foaming off about his "speedboat" there is a toxic aura that prevents connection. They have about them the air of elsewhere, that they're looking through you to somewhere else they'd rather be. And of course they are. The priority of any addict is to anaesthetise the pain of living to ease the passage of the day with some purchased relief."
reading stuff like these make me less judgmental of other people and realize i have no right to be self righteous
old news, i know. but i just found this beautifully written tribute to amy by russell brand and i thought should share. didn't expect he could write something like this. i suddenly have a newfound respect for the guy, as well as an appreciation of how talented amy was. i don't know how big a celebrity he is because i've only seen him do a stupid job of hosting the mtv awards awhile back. he is a former addict himself. still looks like one though :)
http://uk.omg.yahoo.com/gossip/110--pop/russell-brand-tribute-amy-winehouse-102010167.html
this is my favorite part:
"I was myself at that time barely out of rehab and was thirstily seeking less complicated women so I barely reflected on the now glaringly obvious fact that Winehouse and I shared an affliction, the disease of addiction. All addicts, regardless of the substance or their social status share a consistent and obvious symptom; they're not quite present when you talk to them. They communicate to you through a barely discernible but un-ignorable veil. Whether a homeless smack head troubling you for 50p for a cup of tea or a coked-up, pinstriped exec foaming off about his "speedboat" there is a toxic aura that prevents connection. They have about them the air of elsewhere, that they're looking through you to somewhere else they'd rather be. And of course they are. The priority of any addict is to anaesthetise the pain of living to ease the passage of the day with some purchased relief."
reading stuff like these make me less judgmental of other people and realize i have no right to be self righteous