I thought of him as my own Prince, the voice I danced to in my living room when nobody I knew liked Dirty Mind except for me.
On New Year’s Eve at the close of 1998, we went to an awful party at a neighbor’s house but when they put on 1999, I felt that surge of euphoria only Prince can ignite.
I think I even fell in love with my husband while we watched Prince on TV, dancing around in buttless chaps, on a set decorated with flaming torches.
There is so much more but don’t you hate the way people want to make Prince’s death be all about them?? I did see Prince live but maybe you did too. It’s not about what concert we went to or wish we’d gone to.
It’s just about what music means to us throughout our lives. You cannot overstate its significance, but you don’t really know it until you lose that artist who was always there for you, to lift your spirit or console you through the worst heartbreak.
I love Prince so much! He was my little Prince. I was so jealous of Wendy and Lisa and even whatshername, that one in Purple Rain.
I don’t get how someone so magnificent and full of life can just be gone from the world, poof.
I haven’t processed this loss but added to the others it feels more and more like life on this planet is drained of joy and hope and purpose.
I want Prince to come back and Max too. I don’t know how 2 celebrate this thing called life without them.
If you’d like to share something about Prince, even your favorite song, lay it on me.