When observing Any Winehouse, even the most observant of explorers would find it difficult to observe the beast that is Camden’s core by-product.

Known for pretty much having a few multimillion-selling jazz albums, inking herself with billions of tattoos and having a father who releases shit records of the back of her success, Amy Winehouse is a one-off.

After a high-profile battle against heroin, ketamine and every other drug under the sun, Amy Winehouse needed to come back with a bang. Despite prehistoric mating calls with her Blake, it seemed she had settled down and weaned herself off the evils of booze and mind-altering substances. However, a performance with all-round smug multi-instrumentalist Mark Ronson showed that Amy Winehouse still hasn’t quite reached her maximum potential and is still wilting in a horrible parallel of her former existence. Wobbly video after the jump.

Known for being the coolest hang-out for media sods and promising types, the 100 Club did nothing to show that Amy Winehouse had banished the demons that dragged her back into a past she’d rather forget. Despite the rhythmic tones of The Zutons that she has covered so well, we get the feeling that this performance didn’t go smoothly.

Looking confused, unprofessional and like a second-rate karaoke singer, this really doesn’t give the impression that Amy knows where she is or what song she’s singing. It’s a shame really, in a current climate where most songs are generic cover versions or revamps of old crap, we’d like to see Amy Winehouse genuinely pulling something out the bag.

If we wanted to hear cats screaming, we’d only need to step outside.

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