We lost an amazing musical creature yesterday, I say creature because Prince was not a man, or a woman, or a human……he was a form of music God walking among us, his musical orgy spanned almost 40 years (the man had STAMINA) and we all were turned on like a 100-watt light bulb the entire time.
So mourn the “Symbol” in any way you deem fit, get naked and run through sprinklers in your front yard while blasting Purple Rain…….wear a rainbow colored ice-skating outfit and tuck the bottoms into your purple boots for the next week……..stare at people uncomfortably with a slight playful grin while you’re in line at the grocery store. DO WHATEVER IT TAKES.
I will have Purple Rain on repeat on the living room TV all weekend, I’m sure at some point I’ll cry, I’ll laugh, I’ll be shocked and I’ll be more aroused than Dirk Diggler coked-out of his mind at a pool party…….just the way Prince would’ve wanted it.
RIP Sweet Prince, you will be missed.