by Andrea Swensson. A beautiful and heartfelt recount of the first of the Revolution reunion shows which made me feel like I was there, made me cry and helped me realise that Prince may be gone, but he is far from being forgotten.

"Psychologists say that when we lose someone, there are five common stages of grief that we must endure: denial, anger, depression, bargaining, and acceptance.

With no public memorial to speak of in the months since Prince’s passing, that fifth stage has been hard to find. Sure, we had that insane block party the evening of his death, when the entire city wept with shock and disbelief and thousands of us squished together to hug, sing, and dance. And sure, there have been some truly transcendent tributes over these past few months from the NPG, Beyoncé, Morris Day and the Time, the Dixie Chicks, and Sheila E to help nudge us through the fog.

But how could we possibly accept this ridiculous reality? Surely this must just be a riddle, right? Prince has always been known to fall in and out of the spotlight, re-emerging when you least expect him. Maybe this is all some kind of long con; a joke he’d been planning for years, or a marketing ploy for an album he’s been recording while floating above us in space. At any moment he’s bound to beam down, sue us all for watching all of his videos on YouTube, and bust into a knowing laugh.

These are the feelings I’ve been grappling with for a while now, as the nightmare of Prince’s death swelled up all around us and then faded into a persistent ache."

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Thank you for posting this! Again with the tissues! I really enjoyed looking through the photos too. Last night I tried watching some of the concert itself but I didn't make it very far, so it was nice to be able to read about it instead.

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