She’s Come Undone
Monday, October 19th, 2009I must tell you, I’m still rooting for Whitney Houston. Her vocals aren’t a fraction of what they used to be, but I’m hoping that they’ll rebound with time and use. The bottom line is this: I’m a sucker for a down-and-out celeb who rebounds and triumphs over the evil of addiction or abuse.
This weekend Whitney performed on the U.K.’s X Factor and again, she wasn’t sounding so hot. What I admire is how unflappable she is. Her dress came apart — the first strap goes “boing!” at about two minutes — and she just kept on. Even when the second strap broke, she performed. And I admire that. (I think of Ashlee Simpson when her lip-synch track went haywire on Saturday Night Live. She Irish danced off the stage leaving her band to sit there. She will never be at Whitney’s level.)
Her level of class and professionalism just impresses me. It even helps me overlook the fact that she had no idea of her album’s U.K. release date (that part is at the end). It’s okay, Whit … you’ll get there.









