Kay was over for lunch today and was surfing the net while I fried fish cakes. All of a sudden she said, “oh no, please say this isn’t real.” Right away I asked who died and she said, “Prince.”
I will be honest, the first thought that came into my fibro-fogged head was that Prince Phillip or Prince Charles or Prince William, etc. had died and that is pretty awful at any time but especially on Queen Elizabeth’s 90th birthday!
But a millisecond later (in a shorter time than it took to write that run-on sentence) I realized she was talking about Prince Rogers Nelson, another major player in the world of music. He gave many stars their big breaks including Sheila E, Sinead O’Connor, Sheena Easton and many, many more!
Prince was not always charming, having gone to battle with Warner Bros. regarding his contract, which led to the famous changing his name to an unpronounceable symbol. He also took heat from fans and the band Radiohead for not allowing songs or pictures featuring him to be on the internet. The Radiohead incident was regarding a live recording by Prince of their song Creep. They maintained it was THEIR song and they gave permission.
Whether you called him Prince, The Artist Formerly Known As Prince, The Artist, TAFKAP, or anything else, he was one of a kind. His music was different, spanning several genres and yet standing on its own, sometimes being referred to as the Minneapolis Sound.
We watched him receive an achievement award at the American Music Awards earlier this year and he was touched by the loving and respectful reception he got. Yes, he was different, yes, he was a recluse, yes, He wasn’t to everyone’s taste. The one thing that is undeniable is that this man had a lot of talent. Not only did he write and record the soundtrack of the 1989 movie, Batman, he wrote the soundtrack of a generation that I am proud to be a part of. Who can forget these powerful songs (just to mention a few):
- Raspberry Beret
- When Doves Cry
- Purple Rain
- Little Red Corvette
- Diamonds and Pearls
So, Mr. Prince Nelson Rogers, the doves are crying today. I hope wherever you are, you are partying like it was 1999.