LOVESEXY: god = , old school grooves, sex, fun. love poems. water rushing. self affirmations of a drug-free lifestyle. check. non-sensical offshoot of "hallelujah". check! sheila establishing herself on drums and whatever. horns! the awesomeness of and . heaven and hell. funky nightclub/church with fimiliar faces. trips. mommas and poppas. cat rapping. funkiest hip-hop children song ever. putting letters together. the sexiest alphabet runthrough. clever blashemy beginning. tramp stamps. "i don't understand. it means i you". dopest string quartet/keyboard solo in the world... patience for thinly veiled bi-sexual tendencies. gregory, ghost, beautiful girl, went with black. talking to hisself. (or god ) hot moans in a gospel song. all is forgiven with a funky refrain, some , sheila (not drums, probably both). "pick it up!" :sweep: bass guitar in spiderwebs replaced. real and more sheila (drumming) appreciated. out of tune bans. eminem. blood money. "dance on..." welcoming clever blasphemy. beat rocks. more background noise and chaos. i wanna make love with only words. after church? "so fierce..." bathing. 7/11, i get it now. all night. disobedience. the guy with the money is everyone, not just the 13 year old, etc. -ing for positivity, y'all. kings is everyone. hang-ups, rolling stone (wonder if they liked this album ), ass (swearing), better than . horns, meandering, soul gripped tight. more water... :urinalcake:

masterpiece.

times change or something or sex, drugs and purple rock and roll.

THE RAINBOW CHILDREN: might better refresh my memory at a later date. MELLOW and FAMILY NAME show his age a little. on the one hand, he's just as perverted, but still on the same album. is a bit more aggresive and direct. love is actually god and he has dates and mock/real recordings of folks and is a little more judgemental about things, but . , drums, everything still much appreciated. the interludes kinda tell a story, however ALL MY DREAMS, "spooky" voice thinks were musically illiterate or something, but again .

to be continued (by you). or not.

Prince is secretive. There is no doubt about this. I’m not sure if this works in his favor or against, but it certainly makes his music more alluring at times.

But lyrically, he’s also amazingly candid. While Micheal Jackson was singing “Say Say Say what you want to say” you bet your ass Prince was doing just that; with lyrics like “I sincerely want to fuck the taste out of your mouth.” Could you imagine Prince's peers saying that? Madonna wasn’t even using lyrics that daring. Of course, it would be technically difficult for Madonna to do such a thing, lacking a penis herself unless she were to pull a 'Rosie O’donnel' kinky strap-on type of thing--but, singing those kind of high concept lyrics off can loose an audience, and Madonna was all about having a big audience.

Prince, on the other hand, during the 80’s, didn’t really care if he was selling records or not. Rather, he had something to say, and he said it. He’s wildly innovative lyrics allowed us to ponder both the spiritual and the anal. The holy and the profane. The church of the divine, and the temple of vagina. And he wasn’t going to give to flying fucks if Rolling Stone magazine recommended you buy his record or not.

Where Madonna was the flamboyant slut , boasting about her conquests, Prince was like the quiet little nympho that would pull your knickers and panties down, rip that punani apart, and run off wearing the afore mentioned knickers and panties. This. man. was. fierce.

In many ways he’s kind of like Steve Jobs, the CEO of Apple Co. Jobs is wildy innovative, prone to strange and frightening temper tantrums, and very prolific with new ideas. Owning far less market share than Microsoft (we can think of them as Madonna), Apple’s products are if anything, more innovative and higher in quality on average. Like Prince, if you’ve come into contact with Jobs, it’s likely you’ve been fucked hard. These men are both extremely driven.
But lastly, they are both secretive. Jobs has been known to leak false information and to withhold information from his own staff about upcoming products. The secrecy upon which they all work is astounding. One doesn’t have to think too hard to see the parallels with Apple and Paisley park.

The difference between Prince and Jobs though is that the secrecy around Apple builds up anticipation because Apple consistently delivers new and innovative products. It becomes a game to wonder what new features they’ll ull.

Prince has gone from innovation to a sort of cruise control. Albeit, his newest offering lotusflow3r is highly regarded, and in my opinion joining the ranks of some of his top 10 albums, his secrecy over the website and such didn’t help him in this case. This is due to the fact that when new Prince releases we literally have no clue if we’ll receive a quality product anymore.

Although I feel it hurts him by records sales, I have to admit, I like the fact that with Prince you never really know if genius is around the corner, or if he’s gonna drop something as ugly as a bucket of assholes. You just never know.

One thing is for sure; Prince takes chances.

I once read an article in the Rolling Stones that if Marvin Gaye paved the way for Americans to openly discuss foreplay, thereby keeping the bedroom door slightly ajar, with Dirty Mind, “Prince ripped that door right off its hinges.”

It was the 80s, and sexual expression through androgyny wasn’t just merely a hazy layer of smoke left over from the Bowie-esque afterglow of the 60s and 70s., but rather it became sort of a counter-Reagan era statement. Where Bowie and Jagger experimented with sexual fluidity, Prince took it from subculture, to Vegas culture, to the damned Playboy mansion and back, and spread it on his circle jerk piece of toast with political penis butter.

You’re gonna have to fight your own damned war, Prince proclaimed, after he spends an evening in a bed with his female lover and her other man. And still lying in those dirty ass bed sheets soaked with sperm, littered with used condoms, and smelling like poppers and pussy juice, he dials up the President’s number and yells, “Ronnie talk to Russia before its too late!” People, that shit is BRAVE when you’re doing it in a trench coat, leg warmers, silk pannies, and a redneck bandanna tied around your neck.

Prince…..the critics darling of the early 80s…. Prince… the sexually obscure…Prince….the ethnically confusing….Prince….the beautiful little butterfly in the butterfly effect.

He was doing everything everyone else was doing and more. Michael Jackson was dancing his ass off on stage, but so Prince….And Prince did it with a guitar. Like that famous quote, “Ginger Rogers did everything Fred Estaire did…but she did it backwards and in high heels!” Well, damnit if Prince wasn’t our Ginger in high heels, but with curly chest hair, a bad perm, and decked in gawdy French Colonial inspired trench coats.

So what if Madonna wore a wedding dress and crawled on the floor shocking the world with her famous Like a Virginperformance—Prince would have done the same thing in the same dress, but the floor would have been a complete mess afterwords, I ain’t neva lied!

It was Prince who took the mantle of sexual fluidity from Bowie and Jagger. Prince was gayer than all of them rolled in to one. He was so gay in fact, that most of his songs about sex always hinted at him liking to slap it up against his face if you know what I mean.

Bambi, can’t U understand…

Bambi…It’s better with a man…. (Bambi)

Or

I just hate 2 C and erection go to waste…. (Rock hard in a Funky Place)

Or

Sexy Motherfucker (up until that point, I had NEVER heard a woman called a motherfucker). Almost every song on the symbol album, Gold Experience or any of his early 90s works, has some element that you can trace to ass or anal stimulation. This of course, is mixed with religion, politics, style, and dolphins—that shit is too awesome.

Prince owned his gayness to great affect. Go in the general discussion forum right now and you will not find one single heterosexual man in there---many will claim to be straight, but they are obviously very gay.

Prince cultivated, on purpose, a confusing sexual identify to appeal to the masses. He had, at one time, cultivated a confusing racial identity to do the same.

I think of Prince a lot like Steve Jobs. He was in complete control of his image branding from beginning to end. Purple Rain was his iPod, the stage was his Apple keynote speech, and buttless pants were his black turtleneck. Prince was on fire. Only in the early days, instead of a scrollwheel, you know damned well, you’d get a revolving bedroom door and a seriously fierce blowjob.

And even in the late and early millennium, Prince maintained a certain kink about himself even after taking on JW.

When he says he has the butter for your muffin, he’s not talking about dairy products afterall. He’s talking about what our girl Paula De3n is talking about down here:

I reflect upon this new Prince with a somber appreciation, somewhat slight disappointment, but always with a reverence for thehinges he tore off. Prince, was magnificent, wasn’t he?

May this New Year bring him all the love and peace he desires. But may he tear more hinges off, specifically those in the pearly gates one day. Prince….I raise a glass to you!

i don't even care about this thread anymore.

Even though I know you won't respond, I'm going to say it anyway. Your post is perfect, Dan. This is the tribute that IS his legacy. This is what brought me to the party which has been rivaled, but never topped. You've expressed my feelings better than I ever could (no kidding). Can you feel the I'm sending you in Thailand yet?

I like your sentiments too, purplepol., but this old post of Imago's kind of gets to me.

[Edited 2/7/13 22:45pm]

^^ I second that.

I actually think that imago's essay on Prince here should/could be in eulogy/obituary. It's a great tribute. Really.

Prince himself may say otherwise, though.

SuperSoulFighter said:

But PurplePolitician wins the "How Many Smileys Can U Cram In2 1 Post" award. My hat's off to the both of you!

Sorry but PP failed..

purplepolitician said:

LOVESEXY: god = , old school grooves, sex, fun. love poems. water rushing. self affirmations of a drug-free lifestyle. check. non-sensical offshoot of "hallelujah". check! sheila establishing herself on drums and whatever. horns! the awesomeness of and . heaven and hell. funky nightclub/church with fimiliar faces. trips. mommas and poppas. cat rapping. funkiest hip-hop children song ever. putting letters together. the sexiest alphabet runthrough. clever blashemy beginning. tramp stamps. "i don't understand. it means i you". dopest string quartet/keyboard solo in the world... patience for thinly veiled bi-sexual tendencies. gregory, ghost, beautiful girl, went with black. talking to hisself. (or god ) hot moans in a gospel song. all is forgiven with a funky refrain, some , sheila (not drums, probably both). "pick it up!" :sweep: bass guitar in spiderwebs replaced. real and more sheila (drumming) appreciated. out of tune bans. eminem. blood money. "dance on..." welcoming clever blasphemy. beat rocks. more background noise and chaos. i wanna make love with only words. after church? "so fierce..." bathing. 7/11, i get it now. all night. disobedience. the guy with the money is everyone, not just the 13 year old, etc. -ing for positivity, y'all. kings is everyone. hang-ups, rolling stone (wonder if they liked this album ), ass (swearing), better than . horns, meandering, soul gripped tight. more water... :urinalcake:

masterpiece.

times change or something or sex, drugs and purple rock and roll.

THE RAINBOW CHILDREN: might better refresh my memory at a later date. MELLOW and FAMILY NAME show his age a little. on the one hand, he's just as perverted, but still on the same album. is a bit more aggresive and direct. love is actually god and he has dates and mock/real recordings of folks and is a little more judgemental about things, but . , drums, everything still much appreciated. the interludes kinda tell a story, however ALL MY DREAMS, "spooky" voice thinks were musically illiterate or something, but again .

to be continued (by you). or not.

purplethunder3121 said:

FragileUndertow said:

SuperSoulFighter said:

But PurplePolitician wins the "How Many Smileys Can U Cram In2 1 Post" award. My hat's off to the both of you!

Sorry but PP failed..

you fail. see you in chat. got 3rd eye broad now.

purplepolitician said:

FragileUndertow said:

Sorry but PP failed..

you fail. see you in chat. got 3rd eye broad now.

listen. i've heard the shit front to back and in different states of sobriety, sanity, interest, etc. just like any one of you motherfuckers. i was fucked up this time, yes . don't think i am now. love is god, god is love. he wants to do naughty or nice things to people and feel good about himself (and/or them, whatever and his soul), so do i.

Elle85n09 said:

Even though I know you won't respond, I'm going to say it anyway. Your post is perfect, Dan. This is the tribute that IS his legacy. This is what brought me to the party which has been rivaled, but never topped. You've expressed my feelings better than I ever could (no kidding). Can you feel the I'm sending you in Thailand yet?

I like your sentiments too, purplepol., but this old post of Imago's kind of gets to me.

[Edited 2/7/13 22:45pm]