Starting this April, you now can spend an evening with Whitney Houston at the Flamingo Hotel in Las Vegas. After her immensely successful 24-city European tour, Whitney has taken up an "extended residency" to kick-off her foray into North America.
The only little hiccup about the concept, titled "Spend An Evening With Whitney Houston"... is that Whitney Houston is dead. Very dead. She's actually been dead for EIGHT YEARS. So instead of really spending time with Whitney, showgoers will watch a digitized version of her.
The show uses "state-of-the-art, proprietary holographic technology," according to the production company, that creates a “breathtakingly convincing hologram of the late, great American superstar,”
I repeat. Whitney Houston has a hologram doppelganger. Hell yes.
Just imagine this. You're on a date with the girl you met in the VIP area (that you snuck into) the night before at 1OAK the night while a dead
person icon serenades you with romantic songs that were originally written for her drug-addicted abuser?
Two words. Panty dropper.
Still on the fence? The reviews are BANANAS. After the first concert in England, one premiere attendee — who goes by the Twitter handle @alicebogdanska —found the experience SO stimulating that she said it was like a one night stand for the mind.
“can’t believe I’ve just been to see a hologram of Whitney Houston, what a mind f–k.”
I know what you cynical people may be thinking… This is a cheap and cheesy ploy to exploit a dead person's legacy to make money… First of all, there's nothing cheap or cheesy about Las Vegas, and second of all, this isn't exploitive one bit… just ask Whitney's sister-in-law, Pat Houston. According to her becoming a hologram was basically a life long dream of Whitney's.
“In the spirit of Whitney, I know we’re doing all the right things right now. This is something that she wanted to do,” she said of Whitney, whose untimely death at age 48 occurred on Feb. 11, 2012, the eve of that year’s Grammy Awards. “I get very emotional watching this, because it is so, so close to what she wanted.”
How could I not support someone's life long wish to be digitized and perform at the Flamingo almost a decade after their death? I'm all the way in. Forget March Madness on the strip, I'm moving my flight to April.