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I suggest that you put away the tabloids and just listen to "Back to Black" and her earlier album, "Frank"--this is a phenomenal singer/songwriter, the strongest answer to the question "Why don't they write 'em like they used to?" I've heard in years.
She is obviously young, trying to figure it out and making mistakes, with the additional misfortune of living in a country where Missteps of the Famous are a blood sport. I realize that simple kindness is out of the question, but how about giving her a little space and privacy so that she can develop as the artist she has the potential to become instead of the smoking wreck on the side of the road demanded by the media?