Nobody sings the story anymore. Think Whitney in her day. “Not just anybody could turn the National Anthem
into a top ten song,” My momma used ta say.

Before Beyoncé, not yoo many sistas crossed over & got paid, but all hail the Princess of Pop with soul, cause nobody sings the story anymore.                     

Think Whitney on a roll: way off the chain, stylin strawberry blonde, wet and wavy bangs, workin a winter white couture gown and sequined slings.

I visited her dressing room to wish her inner peace without all that bling. She never set out for the fame, yet spawned her own legacy of divas. But none with her gift. Child, please. My girl sang.

See, there’s somethin bout Whitney that whispered: “I ain’t afraid.” She fed everybody. Sometimes rough, but that woman was brave. “Her strength comes from the church,” My momma used ta say.

Now don’t you be the one to set foot on that stage unless you willin to go toe to toe, you bound to pay cause nobody sings the story anymore. Not like Whitney. “That child is under Divine protection now,” My momma used ta say.

             

             August 9, 1963 – February 11, 2012



When Lala played "You Give Good Love" in my Saturday class, I picked up the phone and made some phone calls. The rest is history! 

- The Music Business Guru, Ann Johns Ruckert  

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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…

- A&R legend, Gerry Griffith (credited with discovering Whitney Houston)