The day before Whitney died I was reading a gossipy article about some shindig she attended. Reporters wrote about how she looked like she was not completely sober and they assumed she had used some kind of drug. Which was probably not a bad guess, considering she has had her fair share of all kinds of drugs. I’m not judging, I’m just saying it’s not a strange assumption.
When I read that article I felt sorry for the woman. She lives the dream, she made a fantastic career, she’s absolutely stunning, she was married, had a beautiful daughter and that voice… Wow. But she didn’t look happy.
She has had some incredible highs in her life but also some serious lows and it was all out in the open for the whole world to see and most of all, to judge. Nobody really knows what went on in her life, nobody knows the ordeals she went through both physically and mentally, nobody knows what she has been thinking about her self and her life. But everybody judges on the things they think they see, not knowing what’s really going on. That’s so very tough and it can easily turn you insane or at least make you a bit unstable.
Wether you like her songs or not, I don’t think there is anybody in the right mind that could honestly say she didn’t have a fantastic voice. I grew up in the 80’s and 90’s and therefore I was heavily influenced by her music. When I was about 14 years old I watched The Bodyguard for at least 20 times when I was little, I thought it was so romantic and beautiful!
These days I listen to completely different music, Whitney Houston doesn’t get played in our house but when I heard the news I had to think about what I was thinking about her yesterday. It’s a damn shame this woman drowned in her bath but I wasn’t surprised. I couldn’t imagine her getting very old, with all the crap she had been through and the things gossip said she was involved in. Usually there is something right about rumours. What I’m more interested in: was she happy? Did she think she had a good life? I really hope so.
So what’s this blogpost about? Nothing, just some thoughts. It makes me sad when those fantastic performers seem to lose control somewhere in the spotlight and just crash to their death. Heath Ledger, Brittany Murphy, Michael Jackson, Amy Winehouse and the list goes on and on.
It actually makes you wonder why people still pursue stardom, looks to me like there are too many very unhappy people in the spotlight. Sure, the big bucks are great, but if the pressure is so huge you have to resort to these kind of “solutions” I’d rather be my own little unknown self. Maybe a little less spotlight and excitement but if you look at the price a lot of these people pay, it doesn’t seem worth it to me.
What do you think?