Tabitha - Michael Jordan | Beste Zangers

My first time hearing Tabitha sing. So lovely...Just the right amount of power, just the right amount of passion.

Author — Replikatta

Wat geeft Tabitha, mij een gevoel van een groot internationale klasse artiest te zijn.
Heel erg mooi gezongen...grote klasse echt.
Voor mij de winner van deze avond...sky high.

Author — Oscar Wilde

Dit is zo mooi vertolkt. Je kan zien dat ze zich in een liedje stort, alle info en achtergrond tot zich neemt en dan vertaalt in een muzikaal huzarenstukje en dan de " fijntuning in de muziek door de band maakt t compleet. Chapeau chapeau 👍

Author — Ton van Velzen

Wat een power zangeres en vrouw, alles wat zij zingt komt binnen.
Prachtige stem, genieten...

Author — Yvonne Hoogendijk

🌺💖 Love this wonderful rendition by Tabitha of this so beautiful song, melody & lyrics, from Milow! Thanks Tabitha & thanks Milow! 💖🙏🏽😘😘🌺

Author — ZusanRy

Deze vrouw is zo sterk. Haar stem.. maar ook haar persoonlijkheid. Wat een vrouw. ❤️ Je maakt de wereld mooier Tabitha.

Author — Willem Alexander

The feelings she gave me true this song .... wauw I started tearing up 🙈 😅 u go queen

Author — Joy Indiaan

Tabitha zingt vooral nederlandstalig, maar in t engels is ze fenomenaal...heerlijke r&b stem. Ik ben echt verliefd op haar stemgeluid.

Author — ESC Daphne

Heel erg mooi gezongen. Zoals Tabitha dit vertolkt: komt echt binnen bij mij ... Ik kende Tabitha niet, maar ik houd van haar stem en van haar uitstraling. Ze heeft echt klasse.

Author — Nico Meijerink

Prachtig gezongen, zij zou zich meer moeten richten op Engelstalig. Wat een vocal op top niveau❤

Author — belinda

Tabitha is de grote winnaar zonder twijfel. Wat een stem!

Author — Mohsin Iqbal

Laten we niet vergeten hoe goed de band en backing vocals hier altijd zijn.

Author — J.J. Bakarbessy

Stil. Ik ben hier stil van. Alsof ik in een bioscoop zat en mocht zien hoe het verleden van Tabitha/Milow een beetje van mij werd en hoe de toekomst voor me ligt. Dit nummer is een emotionele roadtrip langs de mooiste bezienswaardigheden van het leven.

Waanzinnige uitvoering!

Author — Marvin Lemmen

Jeetjuh zeg wat is zij snel gegroeid in haar live performance... Sterk 🙏😍

Author — Rolie Rolie

Dit is zo goed! Hoe vaker je het luistert hoe mooier het wordt, de eerste keer dacht ik al wel dit is goed, maar na een paar keer werd het echt fantastisch

Author — drievierdrie

Although she doesn't change the words "son" to "girl" or "daughter" in this version Tabitha really makes it feel like she's talking about a father-daughter relationship and she succeeds (if you close your eyes) in almost transforming this song into a penultimate track of a musical where a former WNBA player/Hall of Famer is attending her daughter's first high school basketball game (perhaps in an upscale Chicago suburb) and reminiscing/reflecting on how her and father who bonded over basketball in their Rust Belt/Midwestern/Middle of America town (let's say Appleton, Wisconsin given its connections to Houdini another Milow track).

The father is a hard scrabble, stoic man who nevertheless watches the Chicago Bulls every night with his daughter during the 90s, introducing her to the sport of basketball. And, although he attends her own basketball games and sees her letter all four years of high school, win state championships and earn all-state honors never shows any emotion at her accomplishments. She then gets recruited to play at a top school in the big city (think Northwestern University in Chicago) and her father challenges her that she'll be back at home by Thanksgiving; that she won't be able to survive and succeed at college and she might as well just go get a job at the local Walmart.

She's driven to prove him wrong and although she's recruited as a walk-on, she makes it to the starting lineup and leads her team to the NCAA Final Four championship. She ends up travelling abroad for the first time in her life (only 30% of Americans hold passports) during her teams once-in-four-years allowable pre-season international trip (to the Benelux countries, of course) to play some exhibition games. She starts all four years of college and ends up getting drafted and having a Hall of Fame career in the WNBA and winning a few gold medals with the U.S. Olympic Team.

Her father, of course, passes on but she is now retired and has a teenage daughter of her own and watching her play in her first high school game after just making the team. She goes up for a layup, and she replays in her mind telling her daughter before the game (in a way her father never would've done) that's she proud of her. As her daughter goes up, she's yelling and cheering her on, smiling that she's been able to pass on that love of basketball that she had with her father to her daughter.

It's almost sacrilegious to say, but this version is on par with, and nearly surpasses, Milow's own live version where he pays tribute to Kobe Bryant (whom he saw play as a teenage) shortly after his passing earlier this year. An emotional knockout

Author — Kiroo Lioneaver

I was 14 and losing ground
In a black top of a town
When no one wins and no one's leaving

My dad said "Son, just finish school
Because this world can be so cruel"
I said "You too" and kept on dreaming

I'm nothing like you, nothing like you
Why don't you know anything about me?
And I swear somehow I'll make you proud
But why you wanna always go and doubt me

Story of my life in 1995
A hero in Chicago, a legend in my mind
A million lonely nights
A million times I tried
To jump like Michael Jordan
But never quite as high

When I was 19 I ran so far
They couldn't catch me on the yard
I traveled unfamiliar places

My dad said "Son, just come back home
You won't survive out on your own
You're on a fast break running aimless"


But I'm nothing likе you, nothing like you
Why don't you believе I have the answers?
Oh and I swear somehow I'll make you proud
But why can't you just let me take my chances

Story of my life in 1995
A hero in Chicago, a legend in my mind
A million lonely nights
A million times I tried
To jump like Michael Jordan
But never quite as high

I'm 49, the game is mine
And every night is overtime
I beat the odds and I'm still playing

My dad has passed he's been long gone
I wish he'd met my teenage son
It's been harder than I thought to raise him

I'm just like you, so much like you
Silent as he's jumping for a layup
Oh but I'm so proud of him, I'm so proud
But just like you I'm still too scared to say it
So I'll say it now


Story of my life in 1995
A hero in Chicago, a legend in my mind
A billion lonely nights
A million times I tried
To jump like Michael Jordan

Story of my life in 1995
A hero in Chicago, a legend in my mind
A billion lonely nights
A million times I've tried
To jump like Michael Jordan

Hope you'll reach the sky
I hope you'll reach the sky
I hope you'll reach the sky

Story of your life in 1995
A hero in Chicago, you're a legend in my mind

Author — TV met Dee

Voor mij was dit de 'winnares' van de aflevering. Wauw. Nog nooit in het Engels horen zingen maar wát een stem.

Author — Wouter

WOW 💖💕 THNXX Tabitha en zeker net zo fantastisch..backing vocals en band ...een diepe buiging🤩

Author — me dus

I was 14 and losing ground
In a black top of a town
When no one wins and no one's leaving
My dad said "Son, you finish school
Because this world can be so cruel"
I said "You too" and kept on dreaming
I'm nothing like you nothing like you
Why don't you know anything about me
I swear somehow I'll make you proud
But why you wanna always go and doubt me

Story of my life in 1995
A hero in Chicago a legend in my mind
A million lonely nights
A million times I tried
To jump like Michael Jordan
But never quite as high

When I was 19 I ran so far
They couldn't catch me on the yard
I traveled unfamiliar places
My dad said "Son, just come back home
You won't survive out on your own
You're on a fast break running aimless"
But I'm nothing like you nothing like you
Why don't you believe I have the answers
I swear somehow I'll make you proud
But why can't you just let me take my chances now

Story of my life in 1995
A hero in Chicago a legend in my mind
A million lonely nights
A million times I tried
To jump like Michael Jordan
But never quite as high

I'm 49, the game is mine
And every night is overtime
I beat the odds and I'm still playing
My dad has passed he's been long gone
I wish he'd met my teenage son
It's been harder than I thought to raise him
I'm just like you so much like you
Silent as he's jumping for a layup
But I'm so proud of him so proud
But just like you I'm still too scared to say it
So I'll say it now

Story of my life in 1995
A hero in Chicago a legend in my mind
A million lonely nights
A million times I tried
To jump like Michael Jordan

Story of my life in 1995
A hero in Chicago a legend in my mind
A million lonely nights
A million times we tried
To jump like Michael Jordan
But never quite as high
To jump like Michael Jordan

I hope you'll reach the sky
I hope you'll reach the sky
I hope you'll reach the sky
I
I I I

Author — THE MOM of one