Like with Amy Winehouse, I feel shocked but not not surprised that Whitney Houston died today at age 48.
I can't imagine being born into a family of singing legends, then becoming a talent who outshined them all, only to squander it all in a haze of crack smoke.
This performance occurred only two days, ago and you can hear that the instrument she was given was irreparably damaged.
I think the coroner will probably say she died from a drug overdose.
As morbid as it might seem, if she did die from drugs I hope it was heroin and not crack cocaine.
At least heroin has an historical context, with many black female divas succumbing to that drug before she did.
Crack is so whoreish and dirty and desperate.
Even Amy Winehouse never went near the crack pipe, as far as I can tell.
I'm sad to see that Whitney Houston's vocal abilities left before she did. It will forever mar my memories of her once-legendary talent.