In the wake of another scandal—singing racist ditties on video—Amy Winehouse invites Claire Hoffman of Rolling Stone into her trashed home in London to witness the train wreck firsthand. Over tea and beer, a groggy Winehouse talks drugs, her next album, and her jailed husband, flitting outside now and then to toy with the paparazzi.
Winehouse disappears upstairs throughout the early morning, returning dazed. "I'm sorry, I'm a really shit interview," she says. The singer speaks of hubby Blake Fielder-Civil in worshipful tones and blames her crack-up on his lock-up. "I'm young, and I'm in love, and I get my nuts off sometimes. But it's never been like, 'Amy, get your life together.'"