Showing posts with label tribute. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tribute. Show all posts

Sunday, February 8, 2009

The Diva is a Female version of a Hustler

A stunning-looking and strong-sounding Whitney Houston made a triumphant return to the stage at a pre-Grammy party honoring her mentor, music mogul Clive Davis.




"I've got it, I've got it!" Houston, looking glamorous in a skintight leopard dress, sang early Sunday morning as she belted a line from one of her classic hits, "I'm Every Woman." But more than a lyric, it summarized to the crowd of A-list superstars and top industry execs that the superstar _ whose drug use and erratic behavior had caused a shocking fall from grace just a few years ago _ was back in top form.

A smiling Houston performed Jennifer Hudson's hit "Spotlight," which earned her one of her four Grammy nominations, and got a standing ovation from the crowd.

But she raised the bar with a pairing with Barry Manilow, injecting one of his signature songs, "Weekend in New England," with a lacking ingredient _ soul.

Afterward, the Oscar-winner joined the audience (and friend Fantasia), stood in the front and danced and sang as Houston performed. Houston started off with "I Will Always Love You," but didn't hit the high, sustaining notes that made the song such a dramatic, stirring hit. Instead, she kept her voice at medium power, deciding to croon rather than soar.

But as she got into hits like "It's Not Right, But It's O.K.," her voice appeared to get stronger _ and louder, and while she never replicated the vocal gymnastics of some of her past work, delivered a mesmerizing performance nonetheless.



The 45-year-old, one of the best-selling artists of all time and among the greatest singers, hasn't made an album since 2002. Then she was was sinking due to drug use and a tumultuous personal life _ a far cry from the princess image she cultivated since her debut in the 1980s.

But the singer is expected to release an album sometime this year, and unlike other reported returns, this comeback seems to be the real deal.

"She was on it, she was happy _ she's back,"
said Foxx. "Everybody else watch out."
~Yahoo Entertainment News

Q .. The Diva's Back.

Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Ashes to ashes


... Dust to Dust.

R.I.P Foxxxy Cleopatra.
.... you're back home.

Q

Monday, May 19, 2008

I'd give the World to see Her face again..

The only two songs I'd listen to right now.

When one has lost a dearest, they feel like the whole world is a crumpling. There is this void in my life right now. A sense of purposelessness with out her existence.

I start thinking of all the times we've had and start drawing up a mental list of things I should and could have done and those that I would or should not have.


No matter, the reality is that she's gone. And will never come back.

And all I can do is moan and grieve and beat myself up for all the things I 've said, thought and done but should have not. And all that that I ought to.

No words can describe the deep sorrow I am in right now and because out of respect, this is a must for me to come full circle.


Foxxxy
> From here on, it is a turning point in my life in so many ways, both personally, professionally, socially and spiritually. It's a hard journey that I am unfortunate not being able to have her around.

A New opening chapter for me. And a closing one for her.

I'd give the world to see her face again.


Q

Saturday, May 17, 2008

The Need to Grieve


I feel that I have no right to party or be high even if its a means to break the tension and my mind off the misery and grieving.

But I feel a deep sense of responsibility to grieve. Because I see it as the right thing to do.

To show the respect. To show that her lost matters.


I feel that by grieving , it is the only thing I can do to help close this chapter of my life and the Final Chapter of hers.



I do not think I've been a good owner at all and I feel a need to grieve to repent my sins; whatever they were.

Her love was unrequited . And Unconditional.

Was mine ever?

Will never forget the final look she gave; one of yearning and misery .... even loneliness.

Did she know her end was near?

Is it fair that her life and death were in our hands?



I am broken.

And I want to show it because SHE MATTERS.


Q

Foxxxy, my dear, you'll be home soon...