ABSTRACT
Nothing could be worse than losing a child who has died in her twenties, after a career of alcoholism and drug-taking documented in prurient detail by the tabloids. But the suff ering endured by Amy Winehouse’s parents must be made worse by the judging voices echoing in the aching emptiness she will have left behind. e sheer number of explanations of the addiction that accompanied her journey from a brilliantly successful artist to a tragic fi gure betrays the poverty of our understanding.
