A little thing most of you wouldn't know is that I hate the "singer" Ne-Yo.  Not hate in a hostile way, just in a way that when I hear him sing I find myself upset by the Whiny pitch of someone so rich for such an annoying voice. 
 
I was walking with my girlfriend down the street one night and the image to explain the whine came to me in clarity.  Just imagine a cute baby cherub, a little porcelain white baby, lamb curly golden hair, sky blue eyes and a smile to break anyone's heart.  Now when I hear Ne-Yo sing, picture that same Cherub, now with hands around its neck, don't matter the color, I am not accusing Ne-Yo of choking out the Cherub, I just picture hands around the neck.  Now picture those hands raising the cherub up by the neck choking it out so that the lamb hair rises on end looking like lighting in a storm, the eyes bulge out and veins pop out, the sky blue fades to storm gray and the smile now is a gape belting out a horrific pitch of discomfort.  To top off that imagine a cherub has wings, right?  Picture this once cute cherub flailing furiously in failure.  The wings beat to try to escape only to toss feathers around. Each feather falling down in slow motion to remind me of the lingering pain of the original noise, which was the whiny sounding voice of Ne-Yo.
 
I hope that metaphor was clear to explain the whine in which I hear.
Cheers
 - Silkcuts

Eh, I like Ne-Yo.  His songs are better lyrically than your average RnB garbage.  Probably because he was a professional songwriter before becoming famous.