Fielder-Civil, who has been in rehab three timesfor his drug problems and has two children from a relationship since he split from Winehouse, also told how he found texts from the singer on his release from prison. She said that her doctor had said to her, 'You're never not going to be in love with Blake,' and Amy had said, 'Yeah, I know' and she asked me if she could come and visit me and I'd written a letter saying 'I don't know what we're going to do, of course I'm always going to love you.
This article is more than 8 years old. Topics Amy Winehouse Pop and rock news. In , Winehouse died of alcohol poisoning , her body weakened from years of bulimia and past heroin addiction. But she had been clean from the drug when she passed away ; she had kicked drugs. He was a year-old photographer from Vermont who had spent a year in New York documenting his social circle: friends in fashion, music, and art.
He arrived in London at the home of Kelly Osbourne, where he met Winehouse, then 24, a loudmouth north London foil to his soft-spoken, sober shyness, and the two formed an immediate close relationship. They are about as far away from paparazzi photos as you could possibly get. He left London in November , after nearly two years with Amy, as her Good Blake—her Bad Blake is the notorious Blake Fielder-Civil, her husband and eventual ex-husband, who admitted he introduced her to heroin , and with whom Winehouse was once papped in the street, bloodied and high.
A trip to London a few years ago inspired Good Blake to dig up his work from those times. Bryan met us on his own in his Jeep, slinging our bags in the back. He drove us to his house, which was stunning: situated where the island tapers, so there was a beach on both sides. When Amy went straight to bed, Bryan suggested a walk, to a clifftop nearby called Lookout Point.
How bad are things? I broke down, telling him how bad it really was, and he put his arm around me like a big brother. I felt safe. And he was sound. A lovely, caring man. As soon as she got her strength back, she insisted on going home. Mark Ronson knew the score: he absolutely loved Amy and accepted she was a drug addict. One day, Pete Doherty turned up. I stepped on a heroin needle in the bathroom.
I found her one day with cuts on her chest, blood all over her vest. I got her bandaged up, calmed her down and helped her into the kitchen. What were you thinking? She started screaming right in my face. What do you know about hurt? What do you know about pain?! What does anyone know about pain! She threw a kettle at me, then went for the biggest kitchen knife she could see and held her other arm out as if she was about to stab herself in the wrist.
I leapt off the worktop, kicked the knife out of her hand and rugby-tackled her to the floor. She stopped screaming and started crying and crying and crying. Help me, Tyler. I dunno what to do. Help me. Over the summer of she would go in and out of hospital, getting to grips, finally, with her crack and heroin addictions. There was nowhere else to go: after the James Bond catastrophe, she just knew it was over. Alcohol, it would turn out, was her bigger problem. She gave me her reason for doing drugs and drinking a million times: life was boring without them.
That said, there was genuine regret. Pictured, Amy performing on stage in the US. Even though she was obviously still vulnerable, management went ahead with her Glastonbury Pyramid Stage performance, which had been in the schedule for months. That was the performance where people booed her when she mentioned Blake and she elbowed a fan in the face, threw punches into the crowd.
The headlines went around the world. I prefer to remember when Amy played Glastonbury for the first time, four years before on the small stage. She was in a pink knitted top and a little denim skirt. The show was live on the BBC. She spotted me in the crowd, off my head and covered in mud. I remember her laughing and video-recording me backstage. That was the summer after Frank was released, when Amy and I were just kids having a ball.
About how the level of fame she had with Frank was perfect for her. She was known, critically acclaimed, she could go about her business and the odd person would come up and tell her they loved her music. If only we could go back in time and hold it there. Because she was just a bit too brilliant. All Rights Reserved. Confidential and Private Call: Privacy Policy. The Canyon. Heroin rehab is especially crucial for Amy if this is the case as opiate detox can be devastating without medical supervision and support.
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