Such an appropriate picture for the guy who was directing our every move yesterday and well into today. He looks like such a puppetmaster.
The show was fantastic. We cabbed it downtown and were in line to get into the club before midnight. Doors were supposed to open at 11 p.m., but the Target Center show went late and for some reason we were left standing on the sidewalk, AGAIN, instead of inside spending money on booze. WTF First Ave.?
We got in close to 1:00 a.m. and he went on at about 2:30 and played until almost 4:00. So good, you guys. Everyone was predicting this early '80s/Purple Rain retrospective but we got none of that. Instead some gorgeous ballads, some new stuff, and covers of Chaka Khan and Sly and the Family Stone.
I have never gotten to know so many people so well without conversation. It felt like being in a sweaty, fleshy tortilla press most of the night, but folks were pretty genial and filled with the Prince love, so it was all right. He hasn't played First Ave. since 1987, and everyone was just so damn excited to be there. As he left the stage, he yelled, "Is this my hometown?" and we screamed the house down.
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Happ-ousy, yes that's it...this is what I am feeling for you right now. A lovely mix of happiness and jealousy. Sooo glad you went, sooo glad you had a good time. The Purple One is a Dreamy Elixir, no? I think the wee man is a brilliant musician.
Yes, thanks for your kick in the pants. It all felt like too much effort on Friday, but you were the wind beneath my wings, ya know? I sooo wish you could have shared it with me.
Congrats on scoring a ticket!
Sounds like a good time...
my heart swells with pride and jealousy and luv...
nothing compares to you...
Sounds like you were just part of a lil history! Now I'll be more inspired to jump at my next chance . . . whatever it is that seems too much trouble but is really worth the effort.
Oh yeah, by the way, a couple of blue suits are comin' over later: http://www.startribune.com/music/story/1290764.html
"I think it's very arrogant of him to think he can hold us here like this," said police sgt. Nelson, who did not believe an exception should be made for the homegrown Rock and Roll Hall of Famer.
Imagine not making an exception for Prince!
Thanks for the vicarious thrill! Chuck Klosterman has an similar essay about seeing Prince at the Fargo Dome years ago--he wasn't a fan when he walked in, but he walked out amazed--in a collection called "The Greatest Show I Ever Saw" or something like that. The cover design involves a hand-held lighter, natch.
That is a very cool book idea, that Klosterman book.
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