http://www.welt.de/daten/...362350.htx

It's very positive. But don't ask for a translation, at least for me it would be impossible to translate this serious-german-newspaper-language.

calldapplwondery83 said:

I am not going to try either but for me the keyword was: PURE CULTURE (in german this is one word)

Eelco

This review is fantastic. One of the best I've read since ... I can't remember.

Wow very very great review!Bis jetzt habe ich nur positives

gelesen!!

Prince was,is and will be the MASTER

Peace c u in Oberhausen and Milano

Hoffentlich gibts Zusatzkonzerte!

"This is 2002": Prince all over Germany

Many many years ago at the climax of Prince-adoration, the master gave a fabulous concert in NewYork, which was aired live within the "Rockpalast" (an ancient music show in Germany). At any time Prince shouted "Germany" into the mic, what lead Albrecht Metzger who was with the "Rockpalast" to mention very proud that Prince also paid attention to his germany fans.

In the broad festival hall of Frankfurt, filled to 3 quarters, after a jazzy intro Prince is also shouting "Germany" into the mic and after the more lascivious aspirated question "Did you miss me?" is following a wild guitar solo. Jazz, Funk, Rock, Soul one more time it really counts. This way the binges/carousals/wassails of the gods start. The birth of music out of the sould of improvisation

The now 44 year old Prince has left the music industry behind him and interim with it his large community.

But the whole "The Artist Formerly Known As The Artist Formerly Known As Prince" is like forgotten. On stage he is again the wizardrous genius. who without effort melts the styles of music, who exeptionally gifted entertains the audience and plays with it. Who brilliantly improvises and within seconds turns from a guitarloving erotical-Rocker into a melancholic diva on the piano on to a seducing lover on top of the speakers. On this evening Prince rises feathery above all heir apparants of black music. Hard to say if this will last.

Party-Time. All the time. The concert is following his last only available on the internet record "The Rainbow Children", which is mixing Funk and Jazz und preaching Vocoder-nonsense: Prince mixes songs, arranges them new and pushes them forward in a funky style.

Start and end are new, in between the real Prince, not like the last time with many truncated pieces, he denies to play anymore because of slave contracts. And Prince speaks: "One question: Are you here to listen to Purple Rain ?" As the elation arises, he advises the masses: "These are not the eighties. This is 2002. You will be surprised."

Prince preaches his style, is justly convinced of his effect. Let's name it rebellious-aesthetical Funkism. "Real music by real musicians" snarls Prince. His Band is like always fantastic, and that he besides Saxophon-player Candy Dulfer also signed the legendary Jazz-Saxophon-player Maceo Parker as band members (and Parker accepting this) is saying it all.

But the biggest surprise of the concert is that Prince in between really takes the guitar and sings smiling a 15min version of Purple Rain.

It seems that Prince isn't pushing the signs of the times away from him anymore, the big crisis is over and it is the fantasical melting of music that lasts.


"Sign o' the times", "Pop Life", "Nothing Compares 2 u", the hits and the reflections about the good and the bad, god, belief and understanding are alternating. Then sweat pouring funk-orgies made longer with nothing than exeptional rhythms, high vocals, cheerings and sharp horns. Then half an hour alone at the piano. For "Sometimes it Snows in April" it snows little lightspots and Prince is thoughtful lowering his head.

After 2,5hours Prince advises the audience a last time to follow harmony and his beliefs. Tacky spirituality and music of a preacher has rarely been that fantastic. Pure culture.

Jan (Hamburg, Germany)

Much thanx 4 that Jan