So, the walking no-show drinkathon that is Amy Winehouse has finally collapsed and been submitted to London's UCH suffering from, it is claimed, "severe exhaustion".
Hmmm. Severe exhaustion - rock and roll's greatest euphemism. It's what her label, Island, is saying. The Sun, in its inimitable frank style, says it's drugs, and who am I to question the authority of its showbiz correpondents?
Extreme weight loss, confessions of coke use, missed gigs, heavy drinking, hard drugs rumours and a charmless husband (and a husband who never seems to have had any kind of legitimate career) who 'jokes' about smoking crack. I wonder why this could lead to emergency admission, stomach pumping, adrenaline shots?
In other news, The New York Daily News ran this blind item yesterday: "Which troubled, hard-partying Lollapalooza
performer cleared out a bathroom over the weekend in Chicago and then
smoked what our spy-in-the-stall swears was a crack pipe?"
Now who could that be?