I don’t know if some of you have noticed, but Whitney just isnt quite the same vocally as she used to be. It’s to be expected, she’s aged, gone through a lot, has used that instrument thousands of times… And it seems the music gods thought they should restore her essence in a new life. A young child that can carry the torch, and further propel the promise to ALWAYS love you.
This boy is that child. It may seem like a cruel, cruel joke but it is oddly majestic in a WHAT THE DEUCE kind of way. Sing on kid. At least until puberty hits.
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