The Kurgan

Celebrities have always fascinated me. When I was first getting out of school I had done a few illustrations of famous people. This tapered off, as I wanted to find my own voice or whatever. But every now and again while reading a gossip column I get an urge to put pen to paper in tribute to my will power crushing under the weight of my guilty pleasure.

I like Amy Winehouse, she is a strange figure in the tragedy that is gossip news. Sure being a female artist locked in a downward spiral of booze, drugs and police attention that pales her artistic accomplishments isn’t exactly a rare mineral these days.

But she seems to not care about her imminent destruction in a way that is downright depraved and echoes the insane behavior of Rock Stars, not pop tarts. She doesn’t get drunk at some hot new Hollywood club with an obnoxious name, than run over the foot of a paparazzi with her fancy car. No she gets into a bar fight, then she shoves McDonalds in her face.

I would tussle with Lohan, but no way in hell would I mess with Winehouse. She is like the Kurgan from the film “Highlander”. You would make an off color comment on her beehive hair and before you know it she’d take you down while screaming ” It’s better to burn in HELL than fade away!”.

We need more pop stars like her, true raw primal insanity with heavy eyeliner. At least then they would be famous for something, like rage, instead of the fluffy overproduced music they call their art.