Concert date: 8/01/99 San Francisco, CA

Review of the show:
This is too fricken much. Whitney did not make Whitney Houston... WE the fans made Whitney Houston. Show us some damn respect, Whitney. You ain't nothing without us, girlfriend. That guy's note about his little girls crying just plain pissed me off. What's up with THAT, Whitney? You need someone around you to remind you that you ain't the reincarnation of God. You are someone that WE made a success. You say you're sick of everyone getting in your business. Well, if you keep this shit up, you'll get your wish because ain't absolutely no one gonna care about you no more. You'll be a topic on Jenny Jones or Ricki Lake entitled "Where Are They Now?" If you are trying to win an award for Best Alienation of Their Fan Base, then girlfriend, you got the Grammy and Oscar and Tony and Emmy for it.

As you so eloquently sang on your third album, "I believe that angels watch everything we do, and all the wrong you're doin' just migt come back on you. I don't need your kinda love, I don't need your kinda trust, I DON'T WANT YOU... ANYMORE."