It looks like our man was out on the town in San Francisco last night eating soul food: http://blogs.sfweekly.com...e_digg.php


nom, nom, nom.

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Giovanni777 said:

I ate there a few weeks ago. I don't know about their veggie jambalaya, but their fried chicken is damn good.

I doubt Prince would go out alone to be honest

ravein2thejoy said:

Agreed

i like these Prince sightings

I can do that though...

I've just seen Prince at my local boating lake on a kayak.

There you go I've said it...it must be true

purpledoveuk said:

Yes!...there i see him!...

once again all alone. Do i detect a pattern emerging. What the fuck is going on, one minute he's eating food, then he's kayaking!...whatever next "Downhill Luge"?

I rarely post here but enjoy reading every ones input and to be honest I have been debating this post because I know there will be some who will dismiss me but I still can't believe what happened to me Sunday.

I was attending an audition at The Exit Theater for an upcoming production of The Cabinet of Dr. Caligari. A week earlier I had met a remarkable sweet boy named Rick at The Eagle Tavern. We hit it off immediately. He stated though that our interaction was a bit unprofessional since he is producing a show that I will be auditioning for in a week. 2 dates later it was obvious that our interaction was quickly becoming more than casual.

While standing before Rik, the other producers and director, I was extremely nervous and forgetting lines left and right but the panel was most kind. I finished, answered a few questions and took leave from the performance space. As I was exiting the door onto the street the girl who was checking actors in said, “You won't believe who's outside” I was about to find out.

There he stood, surrounded by a bevy of tenderloin inhabitants, dressed in black and white, His Royal Baddness, Prince. I couldn't bring myself to believe it was really him. I thought it had to be an imposter. I stepped closer and began to sweat more than I had inside the theater. Though his clothing was unmistakably Prince, he wore not a smidgen of makeup. Not even a speck of mascara. The day was hot so he had a flushed appearance and the lines on his face spoke of man 52 years of age. He appeared as a rock God taking human form. Would Prince look so human with all its imperfections? Then I saw the mole on his cheek, not as defined and perfect when enhanced with pencil. His unmistakable stature, the shy glances. He was being hugged by an overzealous tenderloin mama. Another woman was grabbing my arm exclaiming, “it's Prince, it's Prince”.

The girl from inside stuck her head out the door and said, “they want to see you inside again” I was immediately torn. What do I do, This might be him. I told her give my 30 seconds. I thought I could regret doing nothing for the rest of my life. I swallowed my fear and approached him as he was leaning against a car. “Sir” I said. “I would like to shake your hand” he reached out his hand bespeckled by a huge gold ring, and said hello. I stared into his eyes and realized I was looking into those same amazing pupils that I had graced so many album covers. It was him. I really can't remember what I attempted to say, only that I was at an audition and had to get back inside. He nodded, I bowed with hands together in a Buddhist salutation and went inside.

I busted into the performance space exclaiming I think I just met Prince and that he is out front. An exodus ensued. I grabbed Rik and asked, “Do you think it's him?” to which he replied, “That sir is Prince”. We stood in awe. I was fumbling with my new phone to get the camera working when he approached us and politely asked us to not take any photos. Our phones were quickly put away. Dazed we returned to the performance space to finish our meeting. The room looked at me and said “We are offering you the role” dumbfounded I thanked them then left for the outside one last time. Would he still be there. He was.

I approached him again and said, “Prince, I got the part. Thank you for your Magic” He replied “Love” we spoke for a few more moments and it is quite the blur. This moment had to have an end and he began his stroll towards Market street, glittering in the sunshine.

Later that night when I again saw Rik. I told him “well today cemented our connection. You brought Prince to me” No you brought Prince to me” he replied. “We are going to have a great time together”

Funkateer said:

Good times!!!...thanks for sharing with us, the mans got a hell of an aura about him hasn't he...do tell more!

It was so surreal. I will never understand why he was there and so open to the folks on the street. This was a very poor area that borders Union Square. He had one person with him that maintained his distance holding Princes coat. He just hung out for probably 10 or more minutes. It was a day I will NEVER forget. The director of my show said I HAVE to give Prince thanks in the show program.

Thing's like that don't happen every day, your very lucky to have experienced this...you know the old saying "Right Place Right Time"..that was you right there...

Giovanni777 said:

mmmmm yummmy.... delcious....

Anyway... Back to the kayaking - no life jacket... He's crazy

purpledoveuk said:

Funkateer said:

Funkateer said:

I guess he left his kayak back at the hotel.

Wow, Funkateer. That's so cool. Let us SF locals know where Caligari is going to be playing. I used to live a block from the Eagle but never got up the courage to go inside.

What in heaven's name was Prince doing outside the theater?

MEAT-less Soulfood? more like NO-soulFood!
yea i guess it's better 4 U, more healthy and all but how do U have SOulfood without FRIED CHICKEN?

sorry it just aint rite!

Funkateer said:

Despite what we've heard, Prince doesn't only talk to celebs and hot young thangs. He does talk to regular folks who know how to behave like adults.

I'll never forget meeting him either. It's interesting because he has such a powerful aura that kinda leaves you momentarily flustered. After my initial surprise I managed to chat with him like I would anyone else though.

Thanks for the great story...you have a way with words... "an exodus ensued", and "a bevy of tenderloins?" had me giggling.

Congratulations on getting the part and best wishes!

Funny... I've been thinking of SF all day today! Nice story about the theatre, very well told

Stax said:

OMG! I ate there last week after the Anjelah Johnson show.


Miguelhasnoconceptoftime edit
[Edited 4/27/10 17:31pm]

So, with all these "sightings" does that mean he is considering a gig in SF?
[Edited 4/27/10 18:40pm]

Funkateer's story is confirmed by the San Francisco Chronicle on-line--Prince was in town!:

"- Prince showed up for SFJazz's Saturday presentation of Portuguese fado singer Ana Moura. He was also spotted outside the Exit Theatre in the Tenderloin on Sunday."

Read more: http://www.sfgate.com/cgi...z0mM5U0JJM
[Edited 4/27/10 18:49pm]

Whaaaaat?
[Edited 4/27/10 19:05pm]

Anotherwontdare said:

Your guess is as good as mine and he did seem to be enjoying the company that inhabits Eddy street. PS You need no courage to enter the Eagle. It is one of the friendliest bars in SF!

"tenderloin inhabitants" i'm going to steal that and use it as often as possible, context be damned

Vegas is just a stone toss away. Cool I will have to check that place out when I hit San Fran again.
[Edited 4/27/10 19:26pm]

errant said:

It's a very...interesting part of town with some very..."colorful" characters!