Anyone who's ever seen Amy Winehouse live knows that most of the time, her onstage persona can best be described as "that homeless lady on the corner who's waiting for someone to spit on." We saw her do the Isle of Wight Festival on TV -- where she was rumored to have smoked crack in a port-o-john -- and couldn't help but think that if she'd only bothered to actually collapse into the drug-and-drink induced coma that she was struggling to stay out of, it would have been a much better show.
And yet, there she was on the Grammys last night, smiling and shimmying and remembering lyrics and waving to the camera, as if to say "'Ere, America, have a look -- I'm awright, really."
So here's the question: on a scale of 1 to 10 -- 1 being stone cold sobriety and 10 being having just snorted a gak/e/smack cocktail through a pcp-laced joint -- how fucked up was she? We're going with like a 2 or 3 -- a couple of good whisky rocks, nothing more -- but maybe y'all got other ideas?