the first* real concert i ever attended was whitney houston at the providence civic center in 1986. she was unbelievable. that voice. that VOICE.
|boston garden 1986|
i learned about whitney after spending much of that year in the back of a woody jeep wagoneer limited being driven back and forth between rhode island and long island.
we listened to her debut album “whitney houston” over and over. and over.
it was a tape we all could agree on. (unlike lionel richie “dancing on the ceiling” which was thrown from the car window in a fit of scorn along route 95 in connecticut.) i memorized every word. the lyrics taught me all a 10 year old needed to know about love and relationships. “how will i know” “someone for me” “all at once” and of course “greatest love of all” – i feel like i LIVED these songs! in the 5th grade!
her voice was like a damn bell. this is before auto-tune and computers, she was a huge natural talent. huge.
sorry she’s gone too soon, sorry her path was a disaster, but her debut album will always have a giant place in my heart.
*the first not-real concert i attended was rosenshontz. they were awesome and incredible in their own way.