Lyr·i·cal (lr
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m) n. 1. a. Expressing beauty and strong emotion. 1. b. The character or quality of subjectivity and sensuality of expression.
Pas·sage (lr
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m)n. 1. a. Details of a work, especially with respect to its qualities of execution. 1. b. The action or process of passing from one place, condition, or stage to another.
Nobody sings the story no more.Think Whitney in her day.
“Ain't nobody ever turn the National Anthem
into a top ten song,”Momma used ta say.
Very few sistas crossed over & scored, like the Princess of Pop & Soul did so nobody sings the story no more.
Think Whitney on a roll: way off the chain, stylin strawberry blonde, wet and wavy bangs; workin winter white couture evening gowns and sequined slings.
I went to wish her inner peace without all that bling. She said Don't aim for the fame, yet spawned her own legacy of divas.
Not one has her gift. Child, please. My girl sang,
but she wasn't tough.She took in everybody and anybody till
shit got rough
See, there’s somethin bout Whitney's voice when it whispers I ain’t afraid, so
Less you willin to go toe to toe, don’t you set one foot on that stage. Her strength came from church, Momma used ta say.
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August 9, 1963 – February 11, 2012
In memory everything seems to happen to music.
- Tennessee Williams
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The memory of this moment still resonates within my soul…the song, “You Give Good Love” was perfect for the project. A few weeks later at the final vocal session, Whitney aced the lead vocal in one take; we were speechless…
- Lengendary A&R V.P., Gerry Griffith (credited with discovering Whitney Houston)
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