Amy Winehouse has a big week coming up. Her album “Back To Black” is coming out and the British singer will be in the U.S. for several television appearances and live shows. Unfortunately the chanteuse appears not to be in the best shape right now. After allegedly breaking up with her boyfriend, the singer cancelled two gigs in London last week while she was spotted in local bars drinking her pain away.
She previously had to call off an appearance for her gay fans at London’s G.A.Y. Half-way through her performance she fell ill and had to throw up. Yuck! Not classy.
An earlier comment wrapped up her love for both gays and booze best. “I like pin-up girls,” Winehouse said in an interview with PinkNews. “I’m more of a boy than a girl. I’m not a lesbian, though — not before a sambuca anyway.”
Hopefully, she will be able to meet all her commitments in the U.S. to promote "Back To Black.” This is one record you definitely need to have in your music collection this year. Amy is like a young Shirley Bassey on speed. Brassy and bold.
On Monday night, Winehouse will appear on David Letterman's Late Show. After a performance together with The Pippettes on Tuesday in New York City, she will jet off to Austin and Los Angeles for several showcases to try to break into the U.S. market.
Download a guilt-free MP3 of the Desert Eagle Remix of her single "Rehab” that is not that much different than the original but has a few additional bits and breaks. The autobiographical track once again takes on a very special meaning given her current state of mind. After here U.S. tour, she might want to take her father's advice.
Download here.
Robbie Williams might be in rehab but his label continues to release new material. His latest single “She’s Madonna is an excellent track that was produced the Pet Shop Boys. Listen to the DJ vinyl remixes on Juno here .
After Macy Gray first hit the scene with the memorable “I Try” in 1999, she hasn’t been able to repeat the massive success of that song.
Editor’s Note: In our rush to get the awesome new Justin Timberlake remixes online, we missed properly introducing our new guest blogger: Arjan. So excuse us while we shape-shift and time-warp and allow Arjan to introduce himself.
After being exposed to a marathon of fashion shows and different takes on fall for over a week, it was hard to wake up on Saturday morning and head to Ibirapuera Park in Sao Paulo for more.
Caio Gobbi has a large gay following and his first row proved so: the boys attending seemed to have come straight from The Week, without stopping home to change, to celebrate the designer's return to the event. I got to spend some time backstage and meet the new models, which was in a way a lot more interesting than the Arab-infused (and all over the place) collection. If it were not for the pretty boys sitting in the audience the show would have been a real flop. 
At night, it was time for Cavalera to close the day on the right note. The show started with a parade of black models and samba on the soundtrack, and with the first five looks the brand had already proved that streetwear can be creative, fun, and inspiring. By embracing Brazilian tradition, the designers turned out sweatshirts covered in black crochet and beads, vintage t-shirts printed with sambistas Hermeto Pascoal Jair Rodrigues, and jeans with a matelasse effect. At the very end, a live samba presentation to put everyone in an even better mood.
V. Rom was the first collection I had to cover on the final day of the event, and it was unfortunately uninspired. There were good plaid shorts with rolled hemlines and ties at the waist, polo shirts, and sweats in black and white geometric prints, but overall the silhouette did not look new. You could feel already an overall sense that everyone (from the models to the photographers) had already had it with all the fashion in the city. 
I am on the airport waiting for my flight to Sao Paulo. It’s been delayed (as expected) thanks to several issues involving air traffic controllers and the airlines in Brazil.
While it’s summer down here in Brazil, the sky was overcast in Rio when I landed in the city (the sun had not come out since the first day of the year). I checked into Hotel Gloria with the rest of the national fashion blitz mostly because (a) there was a free shuttle to take me to the shows, and (b) there was a big chance I would get to share several elevator rides with all the male models staying at the hotel. At Marina da Gloria, three tents had been built to host the shows, along with lounges for press and models to drink, eat, and network.
Right after the show I tried to accompany the models into the dressing room for TNG, but was not allowed in thanks to the series of demands from actor (and heartthrob) Reynaldo Giannechini, who later would step on the runway in nothing but jeans, a harness, a jersey parachute, and an army hat. 
The following day (another one doomed with rain and a cloudy sky) I had my bets on Redley, the final show of the evening. I made it backstage one hour before the show to flip through the collection on the racks and take a few pictures of the casting. The beauty team behind the show (which was dancing and waiting for the girls to arrive at this point) decided I needed a little makeover, and sat me down for a haircut next to Brazilian model (and Anna Wintour's favorite) Carol Trentini. Had I not been treated to a sharp show afterwards, my pampering session backstage would have been the highlight of my day. 
I forced myself to leave the Caribbean-like beach at 6pm to shower and head to Marina da Gloria in order to make it to the Colcci backstage before La Bundchen and all the frenzy caused by her appearance. I knew once I had made my way in I was going to be there until the beginning of the show due to the chaos at the door formed by a sea of photographers hoping to snap a picture of the star of the evening. 
The shocking(?) headline after this morning’s announcement is the absence of Dreamgirls from both Best Picture and Best Director categories. (The flick did score eight nods; three for best song!)
It's all about "Pan's Labrynth" (a critic's favorite but a terribly dull flick) versus "Volver" from Almodovar in the Best Foreign Language category.