I think the title of the tour for this album defines this era: the Triple Threat

Jamie Starr & The Starr ★ Company

Warner Bros. Records, Minneapolis and sex. What do these three items have in common? by Ken Tucker



Prince & the noituloveR:1999 the Time:What Time Is It? & Vanity 6
some serious music, serious attitude, hot Bsides, competitive shows, Uptown turned out

In general, the music made by Prince, The Time and Vanity 6 is a new sort of funk music - expansive, open to new rhythms and off-beat ideas. Best of all, it's a radical sound that's commercially successful, something adventurous music rarely achieves these days.By Ken Tucker Sunday, November 21, 1982




Released August 11, 1982

Nasty Girl 5:13
Wet Dream 4:12
Drive Me Wild 2:33
He's So Dull 2:32
If a Girl Answers (Don't Hang Up) 5:35
Make-Up 2:39
Bite the Beat 3:13
3 X 2 = 6 5:15




Released August 25, 1982

Side one
Wild and Loose 7:32
777-9311 8:05
Onedayi'mgonnabesomebody 2:26

Side two
The Walk 9:31
Gigolos Get Lonely Too 4:41
I Don't Wanna Leave You 6:29



Released October 27, 1982

Side one
1999 – 6:15
Little Red Corvette – 5:03
Delirious – 4:00

Side two
Let's Pretend We're Married – 7:21
D.M.S.R. – 8:17


Side threeAutomatic – 9:28
Something in the Water (Does Not Compute) – 4:02
Free – 5:08

Side fourLady Cab Driver – 8:19
All the Critics Love U In New York – 5:59
International Lover – 6:37




The Starr ★ Company
[Edited 4/2/10 21:55pm]

photos from the album, another thing I miss about albums. (off course the cd set has it) these photos totally represent the era and music of the Triple 3






May I have this dance?
Darlin', it appears 2 me
That U could use a date 2night
A body that'll do U right
Tell me, am I qualified?

(Listen)
Baby, I know it's hard 2 believe
But this body here is free 2night, ooh oh
Your very own first class flight
My plane's parked right outside, baby
Don't U wanna go 4 a ride?

I'm an international lover
Yeah, that's right
Let me take U 'round the world
I'll buy U diamonds and pearls
Only if U're good girl, yeah

Darlin', I know it's been a long time
Since U've been satisfied
I can tell by the look in your eyes
U need it real real bad (real bad)
U need it so bad, so bad (real bad)

Baby, maybe if U're good, girl
I'll introduce U 2 my ride, ooh
Don't U wanna come inside?
Come on, baby, I won't fly 2 fast
I've got so much class (Yeah, yeah, yeah!)

(International lover)
That's right, baby
Let me take U 'round the world, yeah, yeah
(I'll buy U diamonds and pearls)
I will buy U diamonds and pearls, baby
(Only if U're good, girl)
Gotta be good, U gotta be good
Yeah, yeah, please!

Good evening
This is your pilot Prince speaking
U are flying aboard the Seduction 747, mmm
And this plane is fully equipped with anything your body desires

If 4 any reason there's a loss in cabin pressure
I will automatically drop down 2 apply more
And 2 activate the flow of excitement
Extinguish all clothing materials and pull my body close 2 yours
Place my lips over your mouth, and kiss, kiss, normally

In the event there is over excitement
Your seat cushion may be used as a flotation device

La, la, la {x5}

We ask that U please observe the "No Letting Go" sign
I anticipate a few turbulence along the way

We are now making our final approach 2 Satisfaction
Please bring your lips, your arms, your hips
Into the upped and locked position
4 landing
Can U feel it? Can U feel it?
Ooh! Ow! Yeah!

Let me take U 'round the world
Girl, let it all hang out

Yeah, yeah, yes, yeah, yeah, yes, uh

Welcome 2 Satisfaction
Please remain awake until the aircraft has come 2 a complete stop
Thank U 4 flying Prince International
Remember, the next time U fly
Fly the International Lover

© 1982 Controversy Music - ASCAP



[Edited 5/7/10 17:34pm]

My favorite era.

the Ritz NYC Oct 25.1982

Hot damn! My favorite Prince era!

OldFriends4Sale said:

My fav era as well... so happy to see this thread pop up (as you always seem to have great pics I have never seen before ). I agree 100% about the album art work... right down to the famous "eye" on the LP label. Great period for P and all of his side projects!

December 29. 1982 1999 Tour
The Summit Houston

1.Controversy
2.Let's Work
3.Do Me, Baby
4.D.M.S.R
5.Lisa's Keyboard Solo
6.How Come U Don't Call Me Anymore?
7.Lady Cab Driver
8.Automatic




[Edited 4/20/10 19:22pm]

... even though I was not a fan during this era I remember my cousin Angie and Randy had this album and I thought it was "weird" at the time. Now I have to agree with a lot of fam that this era did rock HARD ...

THIS is the era of all eras!
[Edited 3/26/10 17:14pm]

IdentityCrisis said:

Talk about RAVE or RAD or NEW WAVE FUNK & ROCK PUNK

the band just had the right look, mysterious and futuristic


1999 Radio City Music Hall, March 21, 1983



[Edited 3/26/10 17:42pm]

March 15. 1983
1999 Tour
"The Met Center"Bloomington
-Vanty6-
1.Make Up
2.Wet Dream
3.Drive Me Wild
4.If A Girl Answers (don't hang up)
5.Nasty Girls









-The Time-
1.Get It Up
2.777-9311
3.Girl
4.Wild And Loose
5.Gigolos Get Lonely Too
6.The Walk

-Prince-
1.Controversy
2.Let's Work
3.Do Me, Baby
4.Sexuality
5.Let's Pretend We're Married
6.Lisa's Keyboard Solo
7.With You
8.How Come U Don't Call MeAnymore?
9.Lady Cab Driver
10.Little Red Corvette
11.Dirty Mind
12.International Lover
13.1999
[Edited 3/26/10 17:50pm]

Let's Pretend We're Married

Released November 23, 1983
Recorded Sunset Sound March 30, 1982

Excuse me but I need a mouth like yours
2 help me forget the girl that just walked out my door
Funny but it seems that U're alone like me
If U are, girl let's come see what we can see
CHORUS:
Ooh, little darlin', if U're free 4 a couple o' hours (Free 4 a couple o' hours)
If U ain't busy 4 the next 7 years (Next 7 years)
I said let's pretend we're married and go all night
There ain't nothin' wrong if it feels alright
I won't stop until the mornin' light
Let's pretend we're married and go all night 2night
Ooh wee sha sha coo coo yeah
All the hippies sing 2gether

Excuse me but I need your chemistry
Don't U wanna be my fantasy?
My girl's gone and she don't care at all
And if she did, so what, come on baby, let's ball!

CHORUS

Let's just pretend we're married 2night

Excuse me but I need a mouth like yours
2 help me forget the girl that just walked out my door
Let's pretend we're married and do it all night
I won't stop until the mornin' light
Huh, let's pretend we're married and go all night, yeah

Ooh, little darlin', if U're free 4 a couple o' hours (Free 4 a couple o' hours)
If U ain't busy 4 the next 7 years (Next 7 years)
Oh darlin', let's pretend we're married and go all night
There ain't nothin' wrong if it feels alright
I won't stop until the mornin' light
Let's pretend we're married and go all night! (2night)
(Ooh wee sha sha coo coo yeah)
Pretend we're married

Let's pretend we're married

(Ooh wee sha sha coo coo yeah) {x4}
All the hippies sing 2gether
Oh everybody
All the hippies sing 2gether
Yeah, yeah

My girl's gone and she don't care at all
And if she did, so what, come on baby, let's ball

I wanna fuck U so bad it hurts, it hurts, it hurts
Ooh, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna fuck U
Yeah, I wanna, I wanna, ooh, I wanna fuck U
Look here martian, I'm not sayin' this just 2 be nasty
I sincerely wanna fuck the taste outta your mouth
Can U relate?

My girl's gone and she don't care at all
And if she did, I wouldn't care, let's ball

Whatever U heard about me is true
I change the rules and do what I wanna do
I'm in love with God, He's the only way
Cuz U and I know we gotta die some day
If U think I'm crazy, U're probably right
But I'm gonna have fun every motherfuckin' night
If U like 2 fight, U're a double-drag fool
I'm goin' 2 another life, how 'bout U?

© 1982 Controversy Music - ASCAP




Let's Pretend We're Married" is a sexually-based song by Prince from his 1982 album 1999.[1] It was also the final US single from the album. The song consists mainly of keyboards and drum machines, along with Prince's vocals. Two verses followed by choruses form the main basis of the song. The song breaks down to an instrumental section followed by Prince stating he wants to "fuck the taste out of [the girl's] mouth." The final part of the song is an a cappella with Prince stating his philosophy on life - he loves God for fear of the afterlife but he's going to have fun while he can, a theme echoed in "1999". The song was performed live on the Purple Rain Tour.


Let's Pretend We're Married
Directed by: Bruce Gowers
Released 1982
From Album: 1999

The B-side, "Irresistible Bitch", received equal airplay and so qualified to chart alongside the A-side. The track was actually written and recorded in 1981, and segues from the song "Feel U Up", which was re-recorded in 1986 for the Camille project. The original version of "Irresistible Bitch" has a much rougher vocal, and is an organ-driven song. The 1983 remake has more percussion, both live drums and drum machines, along with bell-like keyboards and vocal backup from Wendy & Lisa. The lyrics are the familiar Prince theme of a jilted lover who treats his woman well, but gets treated badly in return. The song was performed on the Purple Rain tour, and once again with The New Power Generation, for their 1992–1993 tours.

Irresistable Bitch
Lisa Coleman & Wendy Melvoin on backing vocals
Turn it down a little

Every Friday night I call your butt up on the phone
A deeper voice answers and says U're not at home
Now if U think that I'm a fool who'll go 4 any line
Then honey, put down all your money, U win every time Irresistible bitch - I love the way U walk
Irresistible bitch - I love the way U talk
Irresistible bitch - And I really dig the way U kiss
Irresistible - Oh mama, I wish I could resist

All my partners ask me why I take so much abuse
Why am I so faithful, honey? Why are U so loose?
They say why am I the one who never gets 2 take U home?
But they don't know the things U do 2 me when we're alone

Irresistible bitch - I love the way U walk
Irresistible bitch - I love the way U talk
Irresistible bitch - I really dig the way U kiss
Irresistible - Oh mama, I wish I could resist
Hurt me, hurt me!

Oh, ho, ho, ho {x2}

Stole all my honey
Played it off like it was a joke
If stealing all my honey, baby, keep U by my side
Bleed me till I'm broke

Hell if I know why I let U drive my car
Don't I know that walkin' won't get me very far?
Sure, I know that cryin' over U is just in vain
But all things I lose don't add up 2 all the things I gain (Ooh)

Irresistible bitch - I love the way U walk
Irresistible bitch - I love the way U talk
Irresistible bitch - And I really dig the way U kiss, ain't it a shame?
Irresistible - Mama, mama, I wish I could re...
Hurt me!

Oh, ho, ho, ho {x2}

Stole all my honey
Played it off like it was a joke
Stealing all my honey, baby, keep U by my side
Bleed me till I'm broke

Everybody, everybody dance, everybody, everybody
Everybody, everybody dance, everybody (Oh, ho, ho, ho)

(Irresistible bitch) {repeat 2 fade}

Everybody, everybody dance, everybody

© 1983 Controversy Music - ASCAP
[Edited 3/29/10 10:45am]

OldFriends4Sale said:[quote][img]http://
These pics are from 1982 but its still the Controversy era here..Early 1982
[Edited 3/29/10 13:17pm]

the Walk by the Time
featuring Vanity
Producer: The Starr ★ Company

The Walk

Attention everybody
I'm gonna show U a brand new dance
It's called "The Walk," "The Walk"
Just let your body talk
Till U're deep in a trance
U don't need no partner
U can walk all alone
(Say, say) Whenever U feel the groove
Just let your body move
Walkin' 2 a beat of your own (Hey)

Everybody walk your body
Everybody walk (U)
Everybody walk your body
Everybody walk

Attention everybody
I said it ain't hard 2 do
U just walk, walk
Let your body talk
Walkin' so cool (Walkin' so cool)

Attention everybody
I said I just shined my shoes, yes I did
So U can let your body talk
But just watch where U walk
Or your life U're gonna lose
In other words, I'll walk U ‘til U're dead

Everybody walk your body (Oh yeah, hey)
Everybody walk (U)
Everybody walk your body
Oh, everybody walk

The days of dancing in one place are gone
And honey, U know U can't dance with them tight jeans on
If U try 2 cop a dip, U trip, slip, and fall
Walking's 4 the cool baby, put on a camisole (Hey)

Everybody walk your body (Everybody walk your body)
Everybody walk (U)
Everybody walk your body (Everybody walk your body)
Everybody walk (Uh)

Who? Me? I wear baggies, zip, snap, and drop
(Mm) Easy access baby (Yes, before U get a chance 2 holler "Stop!")
Besides, Rollo likes his freedom
Ain't nothin' like a fresh pair of baggies
Now I know that's right

Everybody walk your body (Everybody walk your body)
Everybody walk (U)
Everybody walk your body
Everybody walk (Oh)

Hup 2, 3, 4, what the hell are we fightin' 4? Walk!
Hup 2, 3, 4, what the hell are we fightin' 4? Walk!
Company fall in line, talk
Hup 2, 3, 4, what the hell are we fightin' 4? Walk! (Jellybean)
Hup 2, 3, 4, what the hell are we fightin' 4? Walk!
Piano man, play

Damn, I'm 'bout 2 walk a hole in my Stacy Adams
What time is it?
Little cute guitar player, make your mama proud
I want all of Detroit City 2 stand up, clap your hands!
Alright U Polaroids, stay in time with the drummer
Jellybean, don't be so mean, uh (Hmm?)
Mr. Jellybean, turn it around, bass man walk downtown
Go on and walk, Terry
I don't think they heard ya, mmm
What time is it?
Rock City
Uh! Well OK, if U put it that way
Ain't nobody bad... Cheerio
We don't like policemen
We don't like new wave
We don't like television

Everybody walk your body
Everybody walk (Any walkers in the house?) (Hey) (Hey) (Oh)
Everybody walk your body
Everybody walk (That's OK, if U wanna sing, it's cool, hey)

Everybody walk your body (Everybody walk your body)
Everybody walk (Yes)
Everybody walk your body
Everybody walk (Everybody walk your body)
(The finest baggies that money can buy, alright)

Everybody walk your body (Uh)
Everybody walk (Fuzztone, uh yeah)
Everybody walk your body
Oh, everybody walk (Band)

Everybody walk your body (Everybody walk your body)
Uh, say it again
Everybody walk your body
Everybody walk (What time is it?)

Everybody walk your body



Say, hey baby, where U goin'?

I'm going home
I can't dance like that

Well baby, that's because U got those jeans on 2 tight
Now let's just take'em off

What do U mean "Let's just take'em off"?

Come on, take'em off
I got something 4 U 2 wear
Here, put this on

Uh, U always keep lingerie in your glove department?

None of my women wear gloves
Now put this on

But...

But my ass, hey, a play on words

But all the girls will stare at me

All the girls in this neighborhood already wear camisoles

I know, but...

But, but that's because it's cool
Now let's get them jeans off

Ok, but I'm warning U

Warning me about what?
Mm, God, this zipper's tight
Here, why don't U lay down?

Um, that's what I'm tryin' 2 tell U

Stop tryin' 2 tell me things and pull!

But...

Come on, pull!

I'm warning U

Mary sweet mother Jesus!

I told U

Damn baby, how'd U get all that in them jeans?

It wasn't easy

I know that's right, mmm!
Well, I think U'd be more comfortable in this
I'm sure I would, uh, I don't know

Hurry up Grace, song's almost over

My name's not Grace

I know that, but hurry up ... Grace

Man, these are weird
I guess the tag goes in the back, huh?

Hurry up

OK, OK, how do I look?

Almost as good as me, now let's go!

Hey Morris, what time is it?
Who's the lovely lady, introduce us

I'll introduce U 2 a headache if U don't get out of my face!

OK baby, now check this out
We gonna walk ‘til the song's over
In other words, meet me at the bar in 32 measures, cool?

Cool

And if U're good, I'll let U work the stick in my ride, waa ha ha!

© 1982 Tionna Music - ASCAP




The Walk" opens side two of The Time's second album, What Time Is It?. Recorded for the album at Sunset Sound in January 1982, the song was produced, arranged, composed and performed by Prince with Morris Day later adding his lead vocals and Vanity 6 providing some backing vocals.

The funk song opens with a brief drum fill and has several throughout the song, along with drum machines. The beat is somewhat of a march, which is emphasized by Day during the song's break by mimicking an army chant. The "walking" bass of the song is perhaps inspired by the song's title. The keyboards take an important roll, as well as plenty of rock guitar. Despite the song being performed nearly entirely by Prince, several band members are called out throughout the song (Jellybean Johnson and Terry Lewis) giving the song a live feel. The ending of the song is a humorous conversation between Morris Day and one of the Vanity 6 members. Prince himself also makes an appearance as an Italian club owner.



[Edited 3/31/10 6:04am]

Morris Day & Jimmy Jam



Terry Lewis Morris Day & Jesse Johnson

On 15th March 1983, Prince returns in triumph to Minneapolis for a concert at 13,500-seat Met Center in Bloomington. A post-show bash was held at the Registry Hotel in Bloomington. At 2:00 am, some members of [Prince]'s band, Vanity 6 and THE TIME played a short jam session with Prince on the drums and Sue Ann Carwell singing.
[Edited 3/29/10 9:10am]

16.May 1983
The Carlton Celebrity Room
Minnesota Music Awards
1.D.M.S.R







Prince & Morris Day

First Avenue, Minneapolis
Jah Wobble and The Invaders Of The Heart Concert
Cloreen Bacon Skin the Time guest-Prince








Cloreen Bacon Skin

Yeah, one of 'em.
Yeah, one of them nice breezy motherfuckers

Nigga, what U lookin' 4 nigga?
Oh hold it, stop
Motherfucker didn't even have the headphones on
U, U...

This song is called...
This song is called... Bacon Skin, hit me
It's dedicated 2 my first wife
Her name is, oh Lord, Cloreen
She's just fat, hit me

2 nasty
I said now big dumb U
U... Bacon Skin
Just fat, but U know where it's at
I wish U was thin
Cloreen Bacon Skin

Brotch, U can't fuck with that, look out
And the band said
And look out, said
Wait a minute, I said
Bacon Skin, hit me
Sexy
Don't touch noth... don't U touch snare or cymbal
U just tap, good God

I wanna sing 2 this girl
I said baby, wait a minute
When we're all alone
We try 2 make love
Somebody call U on the phone
I don't know what his name is
But I know, I know this is life
But that, that's real, baby, U my wife
Cloreen Bacon Skin, wait a minute

Oh good God, I said
Wait a minute
Oh, then the band said
Nice and breezy, nice and breezy, come on I said
Once more on the 1, come on
And the band said
That's alright, that's alright
U old motherfucker, U a senior citizen, look out
U can't fuck with me
I'll drive U 2 the ground
OK Jerome, open the high hat, here we go

Rumbling, rumbling, yes
Keep that pocket, don't get excited, come on
Yeah, come on, said splash
Good God
Everybody say Cloreen Bacon Skin
Everybody say
U can't fuck with that
Eruption in your face
I'm 2 sexy, I'm 2 sexy, sexy one in the place, good God
I'm sexy, I'm sexy right down 2 my feet, good Lord
And I'm sexy, good God, with the bacon meat
Pork meat, close the high hat up, come on say

I can smell that shit
That's nasty, 2 nasty
Y'all let me go, look out
Good God, nasty bass
Good mutha, eruption in your face
Good God, look out said

Cloreen, I got somethin' 4 ya
What's the matter, don't U like me?
Am I 2 old?
Splash, oh shit!
Oh shit

I can't stand it, I can't stand it
Now when I look in the mirror
And I see this ugly face, good God
I just wanna run, I wanna run over 2 your place, yes
I wanna see, good God, someone that's uglier than um, um
I said, I said uglier than me
Uglier than me
Cloreen Bacon Skin

Nice and breezy, look out now
I said fellas, what's the word? {x2}
Look out
Bacon Skin, come on, splash
What U go'n do with that?
Everybody, everybody come on, dance
Everybody come on, dance
We ain't gonna put no more instruments on this
Just me and Bacon Skin
Alright, that Cloreen's brother 4 my drummer, look out
Oh shit, my hat done fell off
Oh, somebody gonna see my bald spot
Good God, I don't care
I got Bacon Skin
Bacon Skin on my plate, good God
I want 2 love ya
Cloreen, why U wanna make me wait?
I wanna get sexy, I said
Oh Lord, I said
I wanna get sexy
Cloreen, come on, get down
Come on, splash

Come on, good God
Cloreen's brother Alfred
Alfred, Alfred, I need U 2 talk 2 me son, come on
Alfred, good.
Come on, Alfred, talk 2 me now
I wanna. I got 2 hear U say, say Alfred
I can't hear ya, come on, talk 2 me now
Alfred, come on, talk 2 me now
Come on, Bacon Skin
Alfred, do U hear me talkin' 2 ya?
Alfred, don't, don't ignore me
Say nigga, say
Talk 2 me, come on, come on, talk
What cha need, what cha need?
U wanna, U wanna open your hat?
U wanna open your hat? Well open it up, come on, get down
Yes!
Come on
The volcano erupt in your face, good God
Oh Lord, old nasty
Alfred, talk 2 me Alfred, come on
Oh Lord, I can't stand it
Talk 2 me Alfred, come on
There U go, come on, Lord
Alfred
Everybody else come on and dance, good God
Come on, everybody dance
Alfred, come on and dance
Dance
I can't stand it, I can't stand it, oh dance
Oh Lord
Alfred, jump up on the bell, come on, let's go, good God
Good God, oh shit
Old motherfucker say, I wanna say
We gonna take it home, yes we is
Rumbling, look out
U can't fuck with that shit, yes
Turn it up one time, come on, I said dance
Shit, oh Lord
Look out, I'm outta phase, I can't stand it
I said uh
I wanna see some of the Bacon Skin
Cloreen, Cloreen
U can't fuck with that, talk 2 me Alfred, come on
And the drummer say
Oh shit, Alfred
Well, where the hand claps at?
Good God, Alfred
We done burn the house down
Burn it down, burn it down, come on, come on
Say Alfred!

We done burn the house down, we got 2 go
We done burn it down, we got 2 go
What cha can U say after that?
Sexy, come on, come on
Everybody get sexy

Cloreen, I wanna talk 2 ya
Cloreen, oh Lord
Cloreen, U're the ugliest woman that I've ever seen
I'm not jivin'
Baby, there's one thing the Lord loves and that's the truth
And baby, U one ugly motherfucker
I'm not lyin' 2 ya
U know the Lord loves the truth, don't ya?
Well, why the hell can't U take a bath?
Cloreen Bacon Skin

Nice and breezy
We don't need no instruments
2 funky in here
Get sexy
Everybody get sexy
Yes, old nasty
This funk ain't goin' no place
Cuz it's old, it's old and sexy
Cloreen Bacon Skin

Pound on the floor tom one time, come on
Yes
We go'n. wanna go 2 the jungle one time
We gonna go 2 the jungle, good God
Go 2 the jungle one time, good God, said
And the band say one time
Good God, band said
Blisters, I got some blisters, good God
All my brothers and sisters, good God
Bacon Skin, good God
Everybody come on

Everybody
Bacon Skin
Alfred, we got 2 get the hell outta here
Oh Lord
Let's go over, yo, let's, let's.
Is this where U live Alfred?
Is this where U live?
Oh shit, this a nasty place, this is nasty
Everybody
This is nasty Alfred
Mmm, I like it, I like it
We, we can't stay here, we got 2 go
We got 2 go Alfred
Oh shit, 2 funky
We got 2 go Alfred
U got any old James Brown records? Huh?
Good God, everybody, Lord

Come on Alfred, pack your shit
We got 2 get the hell outta here
Open the hat one time, put on your hat, come on
Yes, oh shit
Put on your hat, good God
Oh Lord, jump up on the bell Alfred, come on, get your coat
Yes!
That's a nice coat Alfred
How much U pay 4 that?
That much, huh?
Yeah, I like it
U're glad I like it, huh?
Yes
Oh shit
I said, oh Lord
Put on your boots Alfred, let's go
Ahhh!

1999 video Directed by: Bruce Gowers














[Edited 3/29/10 11:13am]

B-side Original: "How Come U Don't Call Me Anymore?"
Released December 18, 1982 (original)

1999" is a song by Prince, the title track from his 1982 album 1999. The song is one of Prince's best-known, and a defining moment in his rise to superstar status. The apocalyptic yet upbeat party anthem saw chart success in 1983, however it didn't make it into the Top 40 on the first attempt, but did upon re-release after "Little Red Corvette" hit the Top 10, peaking at #12 in the US and #25 in the UK (reaching #2 in the UK when re-released in 1985). [1] The album version of the song starts with a slowed-down voice, reassuring the listener "Don't worry, I won't hurt you. I only want you to have some fun." Prince shares lead vocals on the track with members of his band The Revolution, namely Dez Dickerson, Lisa Coleman and Jill Jones. Originally conceived to be a three-part harmony, it was later decided to separate out the voices that started each verse.




1999

Don't worry, I won't hurt U
I only want U 2 have some fun

I was dreamin' when I wrote this, forgive me if it goes astray
But when I woke up this mornin', could've sworn it was Judgment Day
The sky was all purple, there were people runnin' everywhere
Tryin' 2 run from the destruction, U know I didn't even care

Cuz they say 2000 zero zero party over, oops, out of time!
So 2night I'm gonna party like it's 1999!

I was dreamin' when I wrote this, so sue me if I go 2 fast
But life is just a party and parties weren't meant 2 last
War is all around us, my mind says prepare 2 fight
So if I gotta die, I'm gonna listen 2 my body 2night

Yeah, they say 2000 zero zero party over, oops, out of time!
So 2night I'm gonna party like it's 1999! (Yeah, yeah)

People, let me tell U somethin'
If U didn't come 2 party, don't bother knockin' on my door
I got a lion in my pocket and, baby, he's ready 2 roar (Yeah)
Everybody's got a bomb, we could all die any day (Oh)
But before I let that happen, I'll dance my life away

Oh, they say 2000 zero zero party over, oops, out of time!
(We're runnin' out of time)
So 2night I'm gonna party like it's 1999! (We gonna, we gonna, oh!)

Say it one more time
2000 zero zero party over, oops, out of time! (No, no)
So 2night I'm gonna party like it's 1999! (We're gonna, we gonna)

Alright, 1999
U say it, 1999
1999 (1999)

Don't stop, don't stop, say it one more time
2000 zero zero party over, oops, out of time! (Yeah, yeah)
So 2night I'm gonna party like it's 1999! (We gonna, we're gonna)

Yeah, 1999 (1999)
Don't U wanna go? (1999)
Don't U wanna go? (1999)
We could all die any day (1999)
I don't wanna die, I'd rather dance my life away (1999)
Listen 2 what I'm tryin' 2 say
Everybody, everybody say party!
Come on now, U say it (Party!)
That's right, everybody say
(Party!) {repeat in BG}
Can't run from Revelation, no!
Sing it 4 your nation, y'all!
Dreamin' when U're singin', baby!
Say the telephone a-ringin', mama, now!
Come on, come on, U say
Everybody, 2 times
Work it down 2 the ground, I'm sayin'
(Oh baby, say it again)
(Oh, shake your body, baby!)
That's right, come on, sing the song
That's right, everybody say
Got a lion in my pocket mama, say!
Ah, and he's ready 2 roar!
Yeah!

Mommy, why does everybody have a bomb? {x2}




How Come U Don't Call Me Anymore?

I keep your picture beside my bed
And I still remember everything U said
I always thought our love was so right, I guess I was wrong
I always thought U'd be by my side mama, now U're gone

What I wanna know, baby
If what we had was good
How come U don't call me anymore, yeah?
Oh anymore

(Listen...)
I still light the fire on a rainy night
I still like it better when U're holding me tight
(OK, now umm...)
Everybody said, everybody said that we should never part, ooh yeah
(I always said that we were kinda cute 2gether myself)
Tell me baby, baby, baby, why, why'd U wanna go and break my heart?
(Why'd U wanna do it, baby?)

All I wanna know, baby
If what we had was good
How come U don't call me anymore, yeah?
Why don't U call me girl?
Oh yeah, oh yeah

Sometimes it feels like I'm gonna die
If U don't call me mama, girl U gotta try
Down on my knees, beggin' U please, please! ... oh yeah

Why can't U call me sometime, baby?
It's just one lousy dime, baby
Why can't U call me sometime?
Oh, no no
Why on Earth can't U just pick up the phone, yeah?
U know I don't like 2 be alone {fade out}
Why, why must U torture me baby?
Why U gotta treat me so bad?
[Edited 3/31/10 6:12am]

PRINCE PONDERS THE FUTURE OF THE PLANET

1999
PRINCE
Warner Bros.

BY MICHAEL HIL

After the critical success of his Dirty Mind LP in 1980 and the subsequent notoriety of the last jear's Controversy, Prince, at the tender age of twenty-two, has become the inspiration for a growing renegade school of Sex & Funk & Rock & Roll that includes his fellow Minneapolis hipsters Andre Cymone, the Time and Vanity 6. Yet regardless of the jive that he hath wrought, Prince himself does more than merely get down and talk dirty. Beneath all his kinky propositions resides a tantalizing utopian philosophy of humanism through hedonism that suggests once you've broken all the rules, you'll find some real values. All you've got top do is act naturally.

Prince's quasi-religious faith in this vision of social freedom through sensual anarchy maken even his most preposterous utterances sound earnest. On the title track of 1999, which opens this two-LP set of artfully arranged synthesizer pop, Prince ponders no less than the future of the entire planet, shaking his booty disapprovingly at the threat of nuclear annuhilation. Although that one exuberant dance-along raises mor big questions than Prince can answer on the other three and a half sides combined, the entire enterprise is charged with his unflaggin will to survive - and a feisty determination to eat, drink and be merry, for tomorrow, given the daily news, we may die.

Before "1999" whooshes into life, Prince assumes an electronically altered, basso-profundo voice and impersonates the imagined authoritative tone of God himself, creator of libidos as well as souls, prefacing the song's Judgment Day scenario with this reassurance: "Don't worry, I won't hurry you. I only want you to have some fun." This intro serves Prince well, since 1999 lacks the tight focus of Dirty Mind, his best and most concise LP, which had the feel of emotionally volatile autobiography disquised as vividly descriptive sexual fantasy. Yet the new album doesn't fall prey to the conceptual confusion that plagued the second side of Controversy, during which Prince raced from politics to passion, funk groove to rock blitz, as if there weren't room enough for all his inspiration. This time there is, and then some.

Prince develops eleven songs, basically a single album's worth of material, over the four sides of 1999, with each side comprising two or three extended tracks. Both discs are distinguished by palpably individual moods - the first contains the funkiest, most playful cuts, while the second is made up of slower, more introspective pieces. Two tracks, "D.M.S.R." and "All the Critics Love U in New York," qualify as unadulterated filler, and gone are any attempts at the classic three-minute pop song - Dirty Mind's "When You Were Mine" was the last word on that, I guess. On 1999, size counts.

Having graduated in record time form postdisco, garage rock to high-tech studieo wizardry, Prince works like a colorblind technician who's studied both Devo and Afrika bambaataa and the Soul Sonic Force, keeping the songs constantly kinetic with an inventive series of shocks and surprises. As "1999" proceeds, for example, he geometrically increases the overdubs until there's a roomful of Princes partying almost out of bounds, then deftly brings it down to rhythm guitar and percussion while a childlike chorus asks, "Mommy, why does everybody have a bomb?" until -boom!- the groove disappears at its hottest.

Prince's funniest and slyest effects are reserved for "Let's pretend We're Married," a string of offhandedly vulgar suggestions transformed with the most basic tools into a quintessential Princeian comic - erotic peci. He first employs minimal but propulsive synthe riffs to conjure the atmosphere of a computer-age arcade, pickup bar or, maybe, a space-station lounge. Then he chooses his most angelic falsetto to lure a prospectieve partner ("My girl's gone and she don't care at all/And if she did..."), suddenly switching to his gruffest lower register to complete the couplet: "...So what? C'mon, baby, let's ball!")

Between his ever nastier entreaties, e breezy non sequitur of a chorus ("Ooh we sha sha coo coo yeah/All the hippies sing together") rushes by like a snatch of transmission from another galaxy, until most everything drops out except a pulsing synthetic bass and Prince himself, desperately aroused, liberally sprinkloing his come-ons with the f word. But before his pleas fade into lonely space, he pulls out one last gimmick, a phalanx of cloned voices testifying that he is indeed the Prince of Uptown U.S.A. in a rap wildly mixing the sacred and profane: "Haven't you heard about me? it's true/I change the rules and do what I want to do?I'm in love with God, he's the only way/'Cause you and I know we gotta die someday/You might think I'm crazy and you're probably right/But I'm gonne have fun every motherfucking night....."

1999 reaches its climax, however, with Prince's shortest and sweetest offering, "Free," which concludes the moody, dub-style third side without any electronic pyrotechnics whatsoever. Prince steps form behind the clinking machinery like a sentimental Wizard of Oz to remind us that "if you take your life for granted, your beating heart will go." More important, he restates his utopian vision in hte most inspirational terms, as if all the battles had been won and he could finally be a lover, nog a fighter. "Free" reeks of skewed patriotism, describing the state of the union as much as a stage of mind, its march-of-history grandiosity recalling Patti Smith's "Broken Flag." Like Smith, Prince is not afraid to be misunderstood - or wrong.

But I think Prince can separate a vision of lige from a version of it, as the disturbing postscript "Lady Cab Driver" illustrates. A sequel to Controvery's "Annie Christian," in which Prince tried to duck fate by living "my life in taxicabs," "Lady Cab Driver" finds him bidding his cabbie to oll up the windows and take him away because "trouble winds are blowin", hard and/I didn't know if I can last." But midway through the song, the pain of both personal and public injustice wells up inside him, bursting out in an angry litany of verbal thrusts - "This is for the cab you have to drive for no money at all/This is for why I wasn't born like my brother, handsome and tall/This is for politicians who are bored and believe in war" - suggesting an ugly backseat orgy of sex or violence. Prince, the lover, not the fighter, then retreats to the demilitarized zone of the bedroom, where he can safely bid us goodbye under the guise of "International Lover." A natural goodbye for Prince, but hardly as powerful as the final moments of Dirty Mind, when, during the antidraft "Partyup," he challenged, "All lies, no truth/Is it fair to kill the youth?" before defiantly commanding, "Party up!" Just as Prince must face the contradiction of creating music that gracefully dissolves racial and stylistic boundaries yet fits comfortably into no one's playlist, he must also decide whether he can "dance my life away" when everybody has a bomb. All you need is love?

December 9, 1982

Producer, Arranged By - Morris Day , Starr * Company, The

Time, The - 777-9311
Label:Warner Bros. Records
Catalog#:PRO-A-1066
Format:Vinyl, 12", 45 RPM, Promo

Country:US
Released:1982
Genre:Funk / Soul
Style:Funk

Baby, what's your phone number?
I know I'm kinda fast, but I hate 2 waste time
Baby, what's your phone number?
Girl, I have 2 ask cuz U're so fine
CHORUS:
777-9311
I wanna spend the night with U if that's alright
777-9311
Ooh baby, please can I come 2 night?

Baby, what's your phone number?
How can U be reached on a lonely night?
Baby, what's your phone number?
How can I get into U when I'm feeling right?

CHORUS

Jellybean

Ain't nothin' worse than rejection
I'd feel a little better if U slapped my face

Hey, what's your phone number?
Can't U see the agony I'm goin' through?
Baby, what's your phone number?
Girl, it's getting hard baby, won't U let me love U, love U?

CHORUS

Yeah, ooh

Hey baby,what's your phone number?
I know it sounds fast, but I ain't got all night
Come on baby, what's your phone number?
U know I got 2 be cooler than this cat U're sittin' with
I'll do U right, baby
Come on! {x3}
Oh no, come on!
Oh, hey

CHORUS

Come 2 night if it's alright (777-9311)
Honey, please can I come 2 night?
Can't U see what I'm gonna do? (777-9311)
I wanna do it 2 night, baby, I wanna do it 2 U
It's on fire, U burn me out (777-9311)
It's getting higher, U know what I'm talkin' about
Help me out good Lord above (777-9311)
Marry me girl, give me some of that love
Terry...

777-9311 {x13}

© 1982 Tionna Music - ASCAP

[Edited 4/17/10 17:33pm]

1982 Outtakes

Rolling Stones 1985 PRINCE TALKS
by Neal Karlen

After all these years, does the music give you as much of a rush as it used to?

Prince:I think that's the problem with the music industry today. When a person does get a hit, they try to do it again the same way. I don't think I've ever done that. I write all the time and cut all the time. I want to show you the archives, where all my old stuff is. There's tons of music I've recorded there. I have the follow-up album to 1999. I could put it all together and play it for you, and you would go "Yeah!" And I could put it out, and it would probably sell what 1999 did. But I always try to do something different and conquer new ground.




Baby, You're A Trip

Something in the water don't compute
Baby, I'm quite happy after U give me love
U can see who's the fool

U're an ocean 2 wide 2 cross
U, U're a cross 2 deep 2 bear, yes U are
Prince's original recording of "Baby, You're A Trip" is close to the released version on Jill Jones' 1987 album. The original doesn't contain Clare Fischer's orchestral parts or the semi-spoken ending on Jill's version.

Do Yourself A Favor
Do Yourself A Favor" was written by Pepe Willie under the title "If You See Me".

So if U see me, walk on by, baby
Don't say nothin', walk on by now

I'll kick your ass
Don't U play crazy with me, I'm...
U... U not crazy, I'm crazy
I'm the one that's crazy {fade out}
U're not crazy
Come here
Don't U walk away from me
I don't care what I told U, come back here
U hear me talkin' 2 U, baby?
Come here, come here
I'll kick your ass

This is Prince's version of Pepe Willie's catchy soul/pop tune "If You See Me." Prince strips the music down to the bass and drums toward the end and incorporates a scene where he meets his former girlfriend and tries to impress her with his money. He uses his Morris Day-like voice to great effect. Pepe recalls hearing Prince's version around Spring 1982. Jesse Johnson released the song on his 1986 Shockadelica album.

Extra Lovable

I'm on the verge of rape
I don't think U heard me (Ooh ooh!)
I'm on the verge of rape
I'm on the..

I'm sorry, but I'm just gonna have 2 rape U
Now are U going 2 get into the tub or do I have 2 drag U?
Don't make me drag U
I can be very cruel
Yeah!

If U don't stop the groove
Extra lovable beat tell your body what 2 do

calling out the names of his band members while mocking Dez Dickerson's decision to leave by asking "Dez, don't U like my band?" The song is built around a guitar riff and is rockier than most of the 1999 material. Prince pleads with his lover to take a bath with him, even to the point of threatening rape. The song was considered for Vanity 6's first album. With the revised title of "Xtraloveable", the track was picked by fans during the "Prince: A Celebration" for the projected Crystal Ball Volume II album.


Moonbeam Levels

Please send all your moonbeam levels 2 me
Please send all your moonbeam levels 2 me
I'm lookin' 4 a better place 2 die

Maybe he's lookin' 4 a different world
Maybe he's lookin' 4 a brand new high

Often titled "A Better Place 2 Die" by bootleggers, this classic was recorded towards the end of the 1999 sessions. Prince played a brief part on tour in Los Angeles, March 28th, 1983. It's an excellent melodic mid-tempo rock number focusing on piano in the versus with a guitar giving the chorus added punch, similar to "Free." The musical resemblance to "Free" may be one of the reasons it was left off 1999. The lyrics dwell on imminent nuclear war destruction and looking for "a better place to die."


No Call U
Girl, I'm goin' crazy, I'm lonely and I need your kiss
My body wants 2 call U but my ego says I got 2 resist

This 1999 outtake is a frenzied rock-style effort built around a fluid synth bassline and a straightforward drum machine beat, similar to "Turn It Up." It injects a brief chorus to provide some variation. Prince wants a girl to call him to confirm he is the only one. The song was tried out for use by Vanity 6 and Jill Jones.

Purple Music
Don't need no reefer, don't need cocaine
Purple music does the same 2 my brain
And I'm high, so high

Don't need no cymbals, no saxophone
Just need 2 find me a style of my own
And I'm high, so high

This uptempo effort uses a drum machine and synth bassline, in the same vain as "All The Critics Love U In New York," while adding a "Controversy"-style rhythm guitar. Prince's voice is electronically manipulated to give the impression of getting high off his "purple" music. The message is anti-drugs, only comparing the natural high of music with the unnatural effects of drugs.

Turn It Up
Turn it up, turn it up, baby
My signal's gettin' kinda weak
Turn it up, turn it up, baby
I know U got 2 be a freak, ooh

This outtake is a fast rockabilly-influenced effort, similar to "Horny Toad," propelled by a drum machine and a relentless pumping synth bassline. Prince's animated vocals compare his body to a radio, imploring his lover to come and play with his controls.

Brenda Bennett



Brenda Bennett is an American singer from Boston, Massachusetts who married the musician Prince's set-designer Roy Bennett, and then became Prince's "wardrobe mistress." Brenda's maiden name is Brenda Mosher. She started off in a CBS Records band called Tombstone Blues Band. Years later, through Roy Bennett, Prince gave her a "tough-girl, cigarette-smoking" persona and enlisted her in a girlgroup, Vanity 6, that he was attempting to create in 1982.
[Edited 4/14/10 9:15am]

thanks a lot for the pics, Oldfriends & Tricky....

Very much appreciated.