Whitney Houston - The rest no longer matters.

Her music rang in my headphones for many years - Whitney Houston’s voice clear as a bell. Not once did I take that amazing talent for granted. More often than not - while listening to the song and busily getting ready for the next break - I'd think of her personal pain, and quietly ask the universe to help her heal.

As a radio personality, it’s easy to observe what the music industry can do for people - and sadly, sometimes, to people. Whitney’s meteoric rise was buoyed by phenomenal talent, and a musical family - mother, Cissy Houston, and her cousins, Dionne Warwick and Dee Dee Warwick. Aretha Franklin was her godmother - imagine.


She was destined for big things. Grammys, movie roles and the spotlight seemed to come easy, but it's rarely ever easy. Whitney was found dead in a Beverly Hills hotel room yesterday afternoon. This is a sad time for the music industry. It’s also a sad reminder of the private pain too often felt by others. Ironic that tonight is the Grammys. Let’s try to remember a beautiful woman, a beautiful voice, and the gift of music - the rest no longer matters.