With her new album I Look To You, Whitney Houston has a lot to prove. OK, actually that’s a lie – she doesn’t.
Whitney Houston only needs to prove three things. That she can sing, that she’s beaten drugs, and that she doesn’t need loved ones to remove hard-to-reach faecal clods from her rectum with their fingers.
Yesterday Whitney Houston marked her comeback with a TV performance. And it was a total success, provided that your definition of success involves a woman breathlessly speaking the lyrics of her songs like an asthmatic being chased up a hill by an angry dog.
