Sunday, February 12, 2012


I was in bed last night by 10 so I didn't get the news till this morning, when upon stumbling out to make coffee saw my phone lit up like a christmas tree with messages from my friends about Whitney. They know I like a lot of Whitney Houston, and I like it loud.

What a BEAUTY. This was the picture on her 1987 self-titled album - which was incidentally the first compact disc ever to grace the Ryhanen household. (Either that or Starlight Express, the soundtrack to a rollerskating musical which I estimate only 1% of you readers will be familiar with. Fortunately.) It's interesting how the music of our childhood shapes us.

I've mentioned this before I think; as a kid there was a vivid moment when I suddenly understood that the whitney on the radio next to my bed was pre-recorded...that she was not live somewhere singing. It was a very lonely moment.

Right now I am going to walk down to the store with Nea, pick up a yogurt for breakfast and then get ready to go into my new big-city job at 223 Mott Street, maybe you'll stop by?! The last few days have been bananas, so I'm looking forward to kicking back with Nicolette and playing shop keep, maybe download my camera and show you all that's been happening. The world goes on with it's business, as it should I suppose.

7 comments:

Mah Jongg Doctors said...

OK. Dad still listens to the soundtrack fo Starlight Express. Just sayin'.
Sad about Whitney....I also love her music,
M

Clare Day Flowers said...

"I wanna dance with somebody" was the one and only anthem to my 13th year on this planet. So long Whitney.

Patricia said...

I saw the Starlight Express on stage in London when I was a little girl. It was INCREDIBLE.

Kate said...

whitney was incredible. i think, especially, if you came of age at a certain time: as a girl in the 80s. it was the only cassette my mom had in her car, when i was a kid. and my sister and i sang to it, all warbly-like and passionate. so sad about the news.

Sara said...

Don't stop now, we gotta keep it goin' all night!

Rony @ catbird said...

I actually saw Starlight Express in London. Even as a kid I knew it was SO BAD. And I loved me some rollerskates.

andrea said...

in the late nineties this Jersey girl (and Whitney lover) headed South to Virginia, met a southern boy and decided to get married, turns out his family of many generations had a Steel Magnolias type hairdresser scenario and I went to get my haircut, the owner's daughter was the choreographer for Starlight Express show in Europe, as evidenced by the many posters lining her basement salon featuring 80's hip androgynous chicks with uber-spiked dos. So, loved Whitney, never saw Starlight but when I left the salon that day I looked like a freakin' cast member - haven't thought about that in years!