BHM: Remembering GodMOTHA Whitney Houston

It truly saddens me that the beautiful soul that is the late, great Whitney Houston left this cruel world three years ago today on February 11, 2012. What kind of satanic ritual would deprive us of the greatest voice of our generation so soon? And during Black History Month, no less! What white devil orchestrated this national disaster in the Black community?!? Quite frankly, it feels like only yesterday she was on the firm road to recovery, starring in 'Sparkle', and showing the world that despite her trials and tribulations she was still, and always will be, The Voice.

Most singers today pay homage to my Fairy GodMOTHA Whitney, as they should, because who wouldn't aspire to have the vocal prowess of the best to ever do it? Although I can't, in good conscience, say that there is anyone now who can hold a candle to her. Let's be real. She was definitely all vocals, all the time, with no gimmicks to detract from the flaws in her performance. Because she had none. She would stand at that mic (or sit in a chair lol) and snatch the living souls out of every last person in the room and all surrounding areas.

Just last month 'Whitney' the movie [read the review: here] was released on Lifetime, yes them again, they continued making biopics after that Aaliyah (may she rest in Heaven) fiasco [read the review: here]. It didn't offend me quite as much but I most definitely wasn't appreciative of the light in which they showed my Fairy GodMOTHA and I'm fairly certain she was looking down upon us not appreciating that shit either.

We love you, Whitney. Your everlasting shade was as unmatched as your vocals. 

Rest in Heaven.

Natasha Marie