It was as a freshie on Freshers' Day in college 23 years ago that I first heard Whitney Houston's "I Wanna Dance With Somebody (Who Loves Me)." The foot tapping music had me hooked, less for the music itself and more because it matched so perfectly the electric atmosphere on that bright June morning. And so it has been with Whitney - a career that created a perfect song for every phase in a woman's life with unfailing faithfulness that said "I'm Every Woman" and here's the perfect song for you, for now...Anyone could sing with Whitney, anytime, anywhere in the world. Every one of her songs was poignant and hopeful at the same time. Every one of her songs was a woman. When you listen to "Where Do Broken Hearts Go", "I Will Always Love You", or "The Greatest Love of All," you'll never know what you feel, but you will know that you have been touched in a way that you cannot possibly articulate into words. They are deeply moving renditions of the human condition that linger and haunt long after the last note has been played and the last word has been sung - a hidden promise of something unspoken and something unknown.
It's difficult to think of Whitney as an "entertainer" though it was a treat to watch her sing. She sang with complete honesty - something no "entertainer" can afford to do. Her songs seemed to come from deep inside her soul bursting out of her being with a magnetic power that was startling in its effortlessness. Her controlled, neat, minimalistic movements on stage were gracefully dignified but not delicate. She showed up so completely in her songs that she seemed to live every human experience, every emotion in every song that she sang. As she stood still and sang with her entire being, the audacity of her naked vulnerability exuded a restrained power that was fascinating to watch.
A Diva with a monkey on her back. Thank you for the music, Whitney.
It's difficult to think of Whitney as an "entertainer" though it was a treat to watch her sing. She sang with complete honesty - something no "entertainer" can afford to do. Her songs seemed to come from deep inside her soul bursting out of her being with a magnetic power that was startling in its effortlessness. Her controlled, neat, minimalistic movements on stage were gracefully dignified but not delicate. She showed up so completely in her songs that she seemed to live every human experience, every emotion in every song that she sang. As she stood still and sang with her entire being, the audacity of her naked vulnerability exuded a restrained power that was fascinating to watch.
A Diva with a monkey on her back. Thank you for the music, Whitney.
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Good one Aparna! really liked it!
Hey Batool! Great to see you here! Thank you! Do come back :-) Best, Aparna
As an awkward teenager with pimples breaking out all over my face, Whitney was one of the earliest pop artist I took note of along with the likes of MJ and George Michael. It has been a good 19 years since I first heard "I Will Always Love You" and it has not aged a bit. RIP Whitney.
Awesomeee expression of feelings!!! Ur creative impulse hd done wonderful justice 2 ur fav quote "whn genuine passion moves u,say wat u hve got 2 say. :()
Hello Jisha!
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Aparna
Hi A,
Your article makes me remember the year 96' when the movie Bodyguard released with their audio album - the first song side A with Whitney's "And I always love you". This song brings indelible memories of my sister and her friend who were glued to the player on that day listening to this song at least 5 times straight and at the end of it hugging each other in pool of tears.. awww as a brother lest i could do is smile at them and later laughed at how music can move people so intensely.. agree Whitney - u r one of the best and a great article Aparna...:)
Keep writing - Ganesh !!
Great to see you here Ganesh! Yes, "I will always love you" was an anthem for women all over the world I guess :-)
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Aparna
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