Digital Dating Diaries: The Realities of Finding Love Online
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I think, much like Michael, the true test of what Whitney Houston meant to America, and particularly Black America is how much of our experiences she’s tied to. If you grew up in the 80s then Whitney was absolutely apart of your life. I remember the long ass road trips with my Black man from Alabama ass father blasting the I’m Your Baby Tonight album. My father used to ask my mother to put Whitney Houston (and later Mariah Carey) under the Christmas tree for him every year. Every. Year. My daddy wasn’t sh*t.
And don’t even get me started on the Waiting To Exhale soundtrack. I still bump that (real talk). There’s an odd connection we all feel in the Black community (and maybe white artists do too) to our artists, especially the larger than life ones. Maybe it’s because music is the one escape most of us have in a life filled with so much struggle. Artists like Whitney blew the lid off what we could achieve and what was expected and even though she sang pop music, she sang it in a way that wasn’t selling out. You can’t fake a voice like that and there’s no way to sell out with an instrument like that.
Whitney Houston was family. Hell, she still is family. She’s so much family that many of us are ACTUALLY really concerned about Bobbi Kristina…and Bobby Brown. And I’m not even sure Whitney liked him anymore. But this is what happens when family passes. And there’s a certain sadness that will persist for a while. She was an icon. She was a legend. And its hard to believe that she’s gone. But she’s one of those that will live forever. She has no choice. She made too much of an impact while she was here. There are very few artists today who aren’t influenced by her.
Plus, she has one of the most iconic “big leagues” of all time in her remake of “I Will Always Love You”. It’s a perfect rendition. With a perfect voice.
And yes, the Whitney tribute was short. And yes, we all wanted more. Did Whitney get shortchanged? Possibly.
But that’s second to the fact that the voice is gone.
I’m all over the place here, so I’ll just end this here:
Whitney, I wish to you joy, and happiness…but above all this, I wish you love.
We love you. And miss you. RIP.
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And don’t even get me started on the Waiting To Exhale soundtrack. I still bump that (real talk). There’s an odd connection we all feel in the Black community (and maybe white artists do too) to our artists, especially the larger than life ones. Maybe it’s because music is the one escape most of us have in a life filled with so much struggle. Artists like Whitney blew the lid off what we could achieve and what was expected and even though she sang pop music, she sang it in a way that wasn’t selling out. You can’t fake a voice like that and there’s no way to sell out with an instrument like that.
Whitney Houston was family. Hell, she still is family. She’s so much family that many of us are ACTUALLY really concerned about Bobbi Kristina…and Bobby Brown. And I’m not even sure Whitney liked him anymore. But this is what happens when family passes. And there’s a certain sadness that will persist for a while. She was an icon. She was a legend. And its hard to believe that she’s gone. But she’s one of those that will live forever. She has no choice. She made too much of an impact while she was here. There are very few artists today who aren’t influenced by her.
Plus, she has one of the most iconic “big leagues” of all time in her remake of “I Will Always Love You”. It’s a perfect rendition. With a perfect voice.
And yes, the Whitney tribute was short. And yes, we all wanted more. Did Whitney get shortchanged? Possibly.
But that’s second to the fact that the voice is gone.
I’m all over the place here, so I’ll just end this here:
Whitney, I wish to you joy, and happiness…but above all this, I wish you love.
We love you. And miss you. RIP.
You Might Be Interested TO Read Also:
Three Men To Avoid At The Bar
About Bad Guys And The Women Who Love Them
The Gangsta’s Guide To Watching Chick Flicks
When Your Valentine is Your Daughter
How To Date Like A Psychopath
What Women Find Irresistible
What Exactly Makes a “Good” Parent?
Who’s the No. 1 Woman in a Man’s Life?
Spouse or Parents…or Kids: Who Rank “First?”
We All Know That Black Girls Do That Right?
Modern Male Emasculation
The Surprising Power of a Simple Word in Dating
Début de l'événement
29.11.2023
Fin de l'événement
29.11.2023