Last Thursday…the axis of my music appreciation world was thrown off balance forever. No amount of tilt will EVER allow the suns brilliance to enlighten me as to why the brightest among us=often burnout the fastest.
Then again…I could never imagine Prince as a senior citizen.
Can you imagine him=senile…trying to order a fruit cocktail…while trying to take a bath with his clothes on? Dorothy would surely laugh.
Out of this world talent…often makes us forget about the consequences of simply being human. Prince Rogers Nelson was the ultimate personification of both.Flawed, but beautiful…loved…and blessed.
He literally was the ROCK in the ROLL…the RHYTHM that defined the BLUES…the POP…that gave LIFE…He was literally my generations Sign ‘O’ The Times.
I still remember hearing “Soft&Wet” for the first time in 9th Grade. I was grown enough to know he wasn’t talking about melted butter…he was speaking for my barely out of prepubescent…suddenly sex obsessed adolescence. Erotic City…
The purple player that wrote about “Pussy Control”…blended this thing called life=like no other…he also appreciated When 2 R In Love=the ultimate example of being “Lovesexy.”
Prince…I Wish U Heaven…Rock the Angels with a coat of Pink Cashmere.~Daryl~