Yeah, she's dead. So is there a point in me writing about her? Yes and no. Just came to think of something.
I never cared too much for her. I think she was a phenomenal singer back in the day, in the times before Bobby Brown and Columbians Finest and whatnot. But I've never been a fan of hers, or any of the "diva" singers for that matter (Sure, Celine Dion is fine, if you like to listen to a singer that is pretty much perfect but also robotic and totally devoid of any emotion. Mariah Carey just annoys the living crap out of me.). Sure, the anthemic Dolly Parton cover from the Bodyguard was pretty good, and One Moment in Time, in all it's bombastic corniness still is a fine piece of work. But to be honest, Whitney never did much for me. So why am I writing about her?
Well, I was today listening to some old demos from way back. I remember we were recording vocals for one demo. I was recording and producing the vocals, and a good friend of mine was singing. We did a take and I told him "That's was pretty good but... Could you add a bit more of Whitney Houston to it?". And he knew what I meant, we did another take and that was it. So, the moral of my story is this:
If I can use her name as a reference and instruction, and the person instructed immediately gets what I mean, I think it's a testament to the fact that she has done something right and personified herself in music. Kudos for that! Her latter years seemed troubled and sad, may she rest in piece.
Now I on the other hand, I wanna dance with somebody.