This is not a political post - politicos, look away now. But the past few years have been exceptionally sad for the musical industry, with some of the most influential musicians of their respective generations passing away at the end of confused and tragic lives. First Michael Jackson. Then Amy Winehouse. And now, tragically, Whitney Houston, at the age of just 48.
For many people of my generation (a child of the 90s... just), we grew up listening to our parents - let's be honest, usually our mums - listening to Whitney Houston. She is etched into the canvas of my childhood and, without knowing why, the words to her songs come into my mind whenever I listen to one.
Throughout her life, she was blighted with tragedy. But today is not a day to reflect on the foibles of a person's life unless to learn the lessons of it. Today just remains a truly sad day. RIP Whitney Houston.
Normal service resumes later today.
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