The car crash/train wreck we call Amy Winehouse rolls into town tonight and I have a ticket. I just called the ballroom and she's even managed to do a soundcheck this afternoon. Fingers crossed she makes it till 9pm without finding the super-discount cheap crack/smack that Blackpool is famous for. I need a bath and some super-strength cough mixture for this cough that I can't shift. If there's ever a bootleg of tonights show listen carefully for the annoying cougher as Amy mumbles between songs.