Whitney Houston is one of them. There is no one like her, and never will be. I remember growing up I listened to her music and jumped around the house and jumped into bed singing her songs into my hair comb. This golden voice with unmatched distance and strides and strength, face and presence like royalty. She is the admiration of every little girl.
When I first met her, she found me at one of Clive Davis’s pre-Grammy parties. I was still frightened of this newly welcomed crazy world, and she came right over to me and she said, “You’re going to write a song for me.” I can not believe it! Did the greatest voice of all time demand that of me? I was shocked and completely excited and a little scared, and from there a beautiful and sincere friendship began. We are kind souls and sisters.
We worked together on “Million Dollar Bill”;, a song I wrote for her album I look to you. We laughed so much that I thought we would never be able to finish the song. We call each other “Mima,” and I cherish every moment I talk to her, be with her beautiful and love her. I still can’t believe it’s Whitney’s last album and she’s not with us anymore.
We all know Whitney is a marvelous singer – perhaps the greatest vocalist of our time. We all know her unprecedented success put Black women in the absolute top of the music industry. We all know her music will live forever. That music, that enduring voice, was her last generous gift to us, and now she will be one of the brightest lights ever to shine in the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame. . Congratulations, Mima. We miss you.