We went to see Amy Winehouse the other day at Shepherd's Bush, and I've just got round to sorting the photos out. She'd postponed a couple of times before (because of drinking, if you believe free papers). Then the night before, she'd finally turned up and charmed the pants off everyone.
When we went on the second night, she had two excellent support acts, and just when the crowd was feeling lovely...she was late. Really late. We all turned into grumpy sardines, and after an hour or so some people started booing. And I couldn't help thinking how hard she was making it for herself. The longer she left it, the more she'd have to work.
But then she came. She was odd. Not quite right. Distracted, spending most of her time trying to see people she knew in the crowd.
She'd sing a song and then slag it off. It was all a bit disconcerting, and slightly stressful.
And I thought she was absolutely brilliant. I couldn't help myself. She was brilliantly flawed, and flaw-edly brilliant. And brave. I felt worried for her. Matt disagreed.
We did agree on her backing singers, however. They were genius. Check out these moves.
Probably the true stars of the night though, were Mr Hudon + the Library. We've been big fans for a while, and would have closed the night extremely happy people on the closing song of their support set. It was funny to see them play a crowd who didn't know them. Wasn't exactly bouncing. But they were brilliant. I think they'll be huge.
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