Troubled soul singer Amy Winehouse was admitted to a hospital over the weekend because of a bad reaction to medication, her spokeswoman said Tuesday.
The news comes a day after her husband Blake Fielder-Civil lost his appeal against a jail sentence for a vicious attack on a pub landlord and a subsequent attempt to cover it up.
Winehouse, 25, had “a bad reaction to the combination of medication she has currently been prescribed,” said a spokeswoman for the Grammy Award-winning artist, who was admitted to a private London clinic on Sunday.
“Amy is on a drug replacement programme and has had bad reactions to her medication before,” a friend told the Daily Mirror tabloid.
Winehouse, who is fighting drug and alcohol problems, has suffered a string of health scares since apparently being caught smoking crack cocaine in footage released by The Sun newspaper in January.
Russell Brand quit the BBC yesterday over his and Jonathon Ross’ misplaced practical joke on Fawlty Towers actor Andrew Sachs. The pair phone Sachs and left an answerphone message to the effect that Russell Brand had slept with Sachs’ neice (as it transpires, that was actually true) but the prank backfired when Sachs complained, and the BBC have now received thousands of complaints over the joke.
In addition to the resignation of Brand, his partner in cwime (see what we did there?) Ross, has been suspended.
Brand, famed for his uncontrollable outbursts, stated:
As I only do the radio show to make people laugh I’ve decided that given the subsequent coverage I will stop doing the show.
I got a bit caught up in the moment and forgot that at the core of the rude comments and silly songs were the real feelings of a beloved and brilliant comic actor and a very sweet and big hearted young woman.
I hope that now Jonathan and the BBC will endure less forensic wrath.
The fact that the prank has snowballed so much out of control to cause the two to be suspended, and thousands of complaints to pour in, that even Prime Minister Gordon Brown to wade in and condemn the jokesters.
Jonathan Ross is thought to be the highest paid presenter on British television at the moment, with a reported £18 million contract over three years.
In a sickening display of bad karma, paedophile pop-star Gary Glitter is to get £100,000 from software giant Hewlett Packard after they decided to use one of his tracks in an advert.
Do they not know who he is? Do they not care about being associated with a man who was jailed for having sex with two children, aged nine and eleven?
What the hell were they thinking?
Someone at Hewlett Packard clearly had a career ending moment of inspiration when they thought ‘who can we have for our new TV campaign? I know, Garry Glitter, he’s very popular with the kids’.
What’s even funnier is that the song they’ve chosen to use is ‘Do You Wanna Touch Me’… make your own jokes up there, this is just too easy.
Glitter has just re-entered the UK after being released from a Vietnam prison for sexual assault on children.
Unsurprisingly the use of the child molester’s music in a TV campaign has angered child protection organisations. Child Abuse-watch.net stated:
It shows a distinct lack of sensitivity.
Quite.
When you hire Russell Brand for any sort of public performance you’ve got to realise that he may just say something to make you cringe, and your lawyers start shaking nervously. It comes with his style, you expect it. Hire him at your own risk.
It’s surprising then that the BBC were in any way shocked that Russell Brand and Jonathan Ross caused them some embarrassment on radio on Monday.
The two were supposed to have former Fawlty Towers star Andrew Sachs (I know nothing, I’m from Barcelona) as a guest, but he didn’t show up. So Ross decided it was a good idea to phone him and find out where he was, getting his answer phone.
It was at this point that Ross thought it was amusing to leave a message to the effect that Russell Brand had slept with the 78-year-old actor’s granddaughter.
Hilarious!
Sadly Sachs didn’t see the funny side, and his agent sent in a letter of complaint to the BBC. A BBC spokeswoman stated:
We have received a letter of a complaint from Mr Sachs’ agent and would like to sincerely apologise to Mr Sachs for the offence caused.
We recognise that some of the content broadcast was unacceptable and offensive. We are reviewing how this came about and are responding to Mr Sachs personally.
What’s all the problem? Well, Ross left the message:
He f***** your granddaughter.
Worse yet for the BBC is that Mediawatch-UK has called for both Ross and Brand to be removed from the radio until the incident can be investigated.
The BBC remove their golden boy? Somehow that’s unlikely.
Sadly this isn’t some girl band on girl band inter-group slug fest, possibly with jelly or mud. Instead it’s a war of words started by common as much (yet well fit) Geordie member of Girls Aloud, Cheryl Cole, has branded the Spice Girls as inferior, and stating that they never really accomplished anything other than arguing with each other.
Cheryl’s had a cob on her since joining X-Factor as the token eye-candy, and being presented with wannabe (see what we did there) girl bands and singers who cite the Spice Girls as their idols. Cheryl thinks they should be aiming to be more like Girls Aloud, and presumably have a fight with a toilet attendant in a night club!
When Cheryl hears people praising the Spice Girls she retorts:
I think: ‘Piss off!’ We’ve been around for six years - they were around for 18 months!
Cheryl complains that her band has been around for six years and fought for every inch of success, whereas the Spice Girls had a limited run and just frittered it away with infighting.
We recognise what the Spice Girls did, but it really annoys me when you meet girls who go: ‘We wannabe the next Spice Girls.’
Yes, they had worldwide domination, but they fell out, bitched about each other and went their separate ways.
We’ve been around all this time, fighting to climb each step of the ladder, putting our hearts into everything.
Come on girls; let’s settle this with a girl on girl fight, preferably with some custard.
Kerry Katona is a classy bird, and make no mistake. She appeared on ITV’s intellectual show ‘This Morning’ with Fern Britton and the silver fox Philip Schofield, appearing to be pissed as a fart. Kerry didn’t seem to know what was going on and was slurring her words, but then she’s not the brightest star in the lunchbox, so it may be normal behaviour for her in the morning.
Every few moments she’d turn and holler for her husband, Mark, as though she were in a nightclub shouting her order for the bar. The former drug addicted, recently bankrupt, has been pop star wanted to chat about her cosmetic surgery, which was supposed to signal her return to normality.
Only celebrities can cut bits of themselves off and call it normal!
A stunned silver fox asked her:
You don’t seem right to me, you’ve got the body sorted but your speech is a bit slurred, how are you feeling?
Kerry seemed offended and astonished by the question at first, but then admitted it and gave the excuse that she was on medication, rather than being hammered off her face on Lambrini.
That’s because I’m on medication at night-time. I had some last night, didn’t I Mark?
Hardnosed journalist Fern Britton, clearly aiming for Paxman’s job, asked the drunken northern woman slouched on the sofa in front of her:
Have you got rid of one addiction by replacing it with another? Is it alcohol?
You can’t buy class.
Everyone’s favourite prostitute (but not so popular as a singer, eurgh) Billie Piper, has given birth to one of the luckiest little boys in the country. Her newborn son, who will presumably get to suckle on her breasts (hmm, heaven) was born just a few hours ago in the Portland Hospital, in London.
The odd thing was, the news was broken to the world by Billie’s ex-husband, Chris Evans, on his Radio 2 blog.
Mum is very happy and I am really pleased. There are some tears of joy up there.
At the time of this writing, the little fella is not even fifteen hours old.
He is cute as you like and didn’t cry once for the few minutes I was there which was just a few moments ago.
Does anyone else think it’s a little odd that Billie’s ex-husband was at the hospital, and that he broke the news to the world? I hope Billie’s new husband, Laurence Fox, checks the baby over for signs of gingeritis.
Ginger Evans even announced the baby’s name, Winston James Fox.
When your parents are Sharon and Ozzy Osbourne, you’d think there’s little in life that could scare you. Coming home to a verbal from Sharon and a man-to-man talk on the birds and the bees from Ozzy would be enough to frighten the living brown stuff out of anyone.
That’s probably why their not so talented son Jack has his own TV show where he jumps of buildings and out of airplanes, just for fun. However Jack hides a terrible secret, one that isn’t so secret now because he’s told everyone, he’s actually a sufferer of stage fright.
I hate doing shows like the Brits. My worst fear is being in front of large audiences. You wouldn’t think it but I’m actually a really shy person, I get so nervous at these things.
Anyone who’s seen Jack Osbourne hosting a show will know he’s not particularly comfortable to say the least. He actually forces himself to do it just so he doesn’t let mum and dad down.
Awww.
Peer pressure makes me do it and if the rest of my family are doing something, I kind of have to do it too.
But being in front of a crowd is terrifying. Even jumping off skyscrapers isn’t that scary.
As aging rock chick Madonna and cockney wide boy gangster film maker Guy Richie finally announce what everyone already knew (that they’re getting divorced) the heavyweight divorce lawyers in London are all set to fight over their assets.
You’d think when you’re as Rich as Madonna and Ritchie that you’d have this sort of thing covered, but no, the lawyers are going to make a killing off the failed marriage of the pair. Of course, the fact that pre-nups aren’t recognised in the UK probably had something to do with it, but she chose to live here!
The big lawyers ready to profit from them are, on Madonna’s side: Fiona Shackleton. She’s the slippery snake who managed to convince a judge that Sir Paul McCartney wasn’t as rich as everyone though, so he only had to pay £24.3 million to one legged opportunist, Heather Mills.
On Ritchie’s side is the woman who secured £48 million for the wife of John Charman two years ago, Helen Ward. The £48 million payout is believed to be the biggest in the history of English law. Guy has a worthy ally there!
The law firm Manches, where Helen Ward works, state about her on their website:
Ward specialises in family law, with emphasis on the financial consequences of the breakdown of relationships with particular expertise in cases involving substantial assets, complexity and an international element.
Where it is necessary she also deals with cases involving the resolution of disputes relating to the children.
This means that Guy has a real pit bull on his side, watch out Maddy!
Actor and religious idiot Tom Cruise is adamant that he’s not dead. The gullible pint sized star of Top Gun (yes, we know he’s done loads since then to try and establish himself as a serious actor, but to us he’ll always be Maverick) has issued a statement that despite reports to the contrary, he is fact, alive.
Earlier today the Internet was awash with reports that Tom had plunged to his death while filming in New Zealand. However Tom insists that not only is he not dead, he’s not in New Zealand.
We’re not sure which part he was more unhappy with, the reports of his death or that he was accused of being in New Zealand.
Tom’s publicist (yes, he has a publicist) Jeff Raymond stated:
This is completely not true. Tom is not in New Zealand nor has he been there recently. This is erroneous and unreliable Internet garbage.
According to the Internet rumours, Tom had fallen to his death from the Kauri Cliffs. Indeed these cliffs are very dangerous, because Tom Hanks was killed their two years ago… according to more rumours. Hanks though is just as alive as Cruise, and the cliffs have not claimed the lives of the two Toms.
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