Went on holiday for a week & only bought Prince albums with me (this was a few years ago) drove everybody mad!

Oh & I joined the org

mrchristian said:

It's funny that you should mention that guy because I know him from waiting in line for many different concerts not just Prince. He's a real cool guy with a lot of cool musical tastes. I can't remember his name, but I still see him out and about or at Paisley shows and we always chat for a few minutes.

mrchristian said:

Well Id have to agree with you. I have waited HOURS on end hoping to get in, in 30 degree below zero weather, and then got it, and waited a couple more hours. Sometimes he performed, sometimes he walked around, sometimes he wasnt even there So i guess that is kinna crazy. Thats what we get for living in Minneapolis though.
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vi

Not me, but my mum.

I had been to several of Prince's shows during the Gold Experience tour and had tickets for the last night at Wembley Arena. My friend, who usually came with me, had no leave left, so couldnt attend (its a 500 mile round trip to London and back). My mum said she would come along instead, but didnt tell any of her friends.

She left for work at 6, got home at 12 and we set off for Wembley, and her first Prince concert!

Fab seats, fab concert, we both had a blast and she enthused and chatted all the way home, asking 'when was he coming back'and to 'definately get her tickets next time he came' etc.

We got home, just before the milk man, at 3:45am. Whilst I was still fast asleep, she was up and out for work that morning again at 6, wearing her newly aquired Prince T-Shirt, and prompting her work colleagues to 'guess where she had been yesterday afternoon'!

Mum's hey, where would we be without them!

PS
She is still keen to go again, even tho she's now 65!

The craziest thing was in 97 and it would be to fly from california up to Seattle at the last minute and not get tickets, but only to find great seats at the Portland Rose Garden then after Portland fly down to catch more shows Hollywood Bowl, Irvine Meadows and Albuquerque and Las Cruces plus the club west aftershow... oh and later that year fly all the way to the UK for a christmas party then fly home the next day lol...

1982 The 1999 tour comes to Norfolk, VA. Earlier in the week, Jesse Johnson, Terry Lewis, and Jimmy Jam actually came into the local Merry Go Rouund where my fine ass stank ho of a girlfrind worked. Groupie that dhe was, she was all up in their faces so they broke her off some backstage passes - with obvious intentions of making her one of their aftershow concubines. I took her to the show anyway since I needed a date. She was gone half way into the Time's set. SHe came back saying that she could get us backstage to meet Prince. She lied about 87% of the time so I didnt believe her. Shit, Prince was a few minutes away from going onstage! He wasnt going to meeting with any fans.

Sure enough, she got us backstage (dont know what she did to get it but all I knw is that I damn sure wasnt going to kiss her good night). There is nothing impressive to see once we get back there, My chick took off to find Prince. I thought to myself "what if this ding a ling actually get s to him and I miss it?" So I said fuck it and followed her. We duck down some little hallway and who should be there sorting a line off the top if a glass coffee table is Vanity. SHe still had on her stage clothes. She was high as hell but look good enough to eat. Fortunately, I wore baggies that night (remember it was 1982). I started to salivate and I got the funny lump in my throat. I had to talk to her or at least smell her.

I check my jheri curl in a small mirror on the wall and glided right up to her and said Hi. She looked up at me and seems confused for a second. THen she smiled and and said "Hey, baby!" In her drug-induced stupor, she obviously thought that I was someone that she knew. SHe took my hand and I flinched at first as I was nervous enough to piss my pants. She pulled me down on the sofa next to her. Before I could make with the mundane small tal abot her doing a good show, her left hand was in my pants (once again, the baggies proved to be invaluable for easy access - just like Morris said in The Walk!). She giggled to find that I was already sporting a substantial amount of wood. And then - you guessed it - I am getting the greatest head I ever had...from Vanity! Roadies are walking by and not even paying attention. My toes were all curled up in my funky white leather boots (exactly like the ones Dez wore on the cover of the Lets Work 12"). I couldnt close my mouth for the first 30 seconds and my eyes felt like they were going to pop out.

Wouldnt you know it, just when it looks like I am about to bust the biggest nut of my teenage life, here comes my girl. It was dark but I could see her from a distance because she had on a white suit. I could have sworn she saw what was going on. I called out to her to get Vanity to stop and look natural. SHe sat up and fixed her hair. I said to my girl (whose name was Nikki and would swear the song was about her the next tour) "look who I found!". She didnt appear to be that concerned with meeting Vanity. Probably hating on her.

I just deciede to go back to my seat and dig the show - my balls still moist and with a memory that will last until I am a old wrinkled player.

At first i thought this was a ,"what's the craziest thing you ever did during a prince concert?' thread. It's not and if it was i wouldn't answer.

I have been stuck in at least two major traffic jams on and off parkings during a prince concert.
It is not many times i stood in a line but my maximum is for a princeticket ,nudetour ,Rotterdam NL. I stood in line for 6 hours. Unbelieveble but true ,when it was my turn i only needed 2! fieldtickets but there was only 1. Got myself 2 seatings tickets. When we stood in line infront of our local traffic agency people were passing who said that somewhere else in town the line was vanished and that they had plenty more tickets left ,we didn't believe it and were not prepared to leave our line. It was not for nothing i stood in this line ,it was certainly smaller as at the other point. How popular prince was at that time! I cecked it out and indeed! got me 2 fieldtickets extra. The others i sold. For the record ,the 2 upcomming concerts with +- 50.000 each were sold out that day.

Cut my hair like Wendy in 1985 (or was it 86???)

Dated a man only because he looked like Jerome Benton (we've been married 13 years now)

I'll tell everyone what I did . I went to his concert at Sunrise Musical theater in 93. After that I heard he was going to Le Bain Douches from Tony M. Being from out of town I had no idea where this club was,but I would find out. I must have done 90 mph drunk on a bottle of Champagne and I get down to South Beach and some guys miraculously tell me to follow them. I park the car and wait on line. I am picked to enter the club. Once inside I see Prince I go crazy and being quite drunk I decide to kiss a girl, and whip out a vibrator and do a sexy dance in front of Prince. Prince is shocked. Duane is shocked. And I am escorted out of the club from the Bouncer who says You'll never be allowed in here again.. I laugh and say I'm not from here anyway...So who cares? It was fun. Even if I got thrown out. Anything for Prince...

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i was working 3rd shift (12am-8am) and b4 work i heard that prince was gonna be a club LIFE in NYC so i called my job and told them that i might be a little late ( they all knew i was a fan) so it wasnt a problem...prince did not come on stage till 4am 2 make a long story short i never made it 2 work that day and was fired 2 days later because " i wasnt a team player" hehehehehehehe.. prince got me fired and i love him 4 that shit.. my next job payed me $18 per hour and im still there...may u live 2 c a better job

And that nite he closed with purple rain and the shit was the illest i ever heard( the fact of being able 2 touch the symbol guitar has nothing 2 do with it)

Vagina said:

Are there any psychiatrists on the org?

lovemachine said:

What is even more disturbing is that she was just randomly carrying a vibrator with her!!!

:-O

i wrote the lyrics to COME to my friend on her book before she had to move. she thought i was sooo dirty and told some religious christain girl of my lyrics. i was only trying to offer her some fun advice or requests.

tiger2 said:

you have cool parents.

IstenSzek said:

hmmm.

And I thought you were cute up till now lol jk
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vi

I followed him once when I saw him walking down a street in NYC. I don't know where is was coming from, but when I saw him I followed him. At one point he stopped and looked back at me, I pretended I was window shopping. He smiled. I blushed. And when he started walking again, I kept following...
He eventually went into a building and I sort of lost sight of him.
What a Cutie Pie!!!
Peace

Here's another Stupid ,crazy-Assed thing I did. I had short hair and I saw the ad for Prince taking photos and videos for THe Most Beautiful Girl In The World " On Valentine's day so I go To a place specializing in weaves. This woman puts about 100 pounds of what seems is Heavy Duty Horse Hair in Red. Down to my waist. Bill comes to $500. I put on a PINK Bikini with a Thong ,Frank Sinatra's most Beautiful Girl in the World music in the background,borrow a video camera and have my Mother video tape me playing the Purple Tambourine and Dancing. I send it to Paisley Park Knowing it was good, but alas was not picked. But Luckily I still have a copy and can laugh about it now.

I drove from Cleveland to Chicago (a six hour drive) to see him on the "Symbol" tour. The worst part of this was my friend and I both had the FLU!

We drove to Chicago because, at the time, it was the closest he was playing to Cleveland. Little did we know at the time was that tickets for Detroit (a three hour drive) went on sale shortly after we purchased our Chicago tickets! DOH!

Kept my virginity till I was 19 'cos I was sure when I met Prince he would only marry a virgin!

I also used to send messages to him through telepathy. Once at school (a convent), it was just reported on the radio that Prince was sending demonic messages through his music, and when my friends and I talked about Prince and tried to contact him, a crucifix on the wall fell off, propped itself up on the radiator, and then shot across to the centre of the floor. No shit! (The room we were in was haunted by some old nun.) We never practised again!