Angelsoncrack said:

iZsaZsa said:

Angelsoncrack said:

*sneaks this thread back from the dead*

She was living in a box. I hope he brought that apple for her, and/or wasn't really going to eat it.

apples and doritos go well together, come on Kid you have a little more money now, feed her

OldFriends4Sale said:

iZsaZsa said:

OldFriends4Sale said:

apples and doritos go well together, come on Kid you have a little more money now, feed her

The Kid didn't help Apollonia out of that dump of a hotel either.

That's her fault though, she never took him to see where she lives

OldFriends4Sale said:

iZsaZsa said:

OldFriends4Sale said:

That's her fault though, she never took him to see where she lives

You're right! He was too busy being jealous to catch on that she was embarrassed about her crib. After visiting his place she should have felt fine about it though. Afterall she was from out of town. She was doing the most.

lol

"Why? Is Someone there?"
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In the unedited script, He followed her, and showed up at her door after Morris was there w/flowers
That's right before the 2nd bike ride -to 'The Barn' down by old man Johnsons farm

I guess he thought it was to skizy to have sex in, so they did it on the hay, where the horses wonder who you are, and the thunder drowns out what the lightning sees

.

I think she was mezmerized by his dungeon though

iZsaZsa said:

On second thought, Aura was perfectly fine. She had apples and wine.

lol perfect meal, apples and wine, starfish & coffee, maple syrup and jam, butterscotch clouds and tangerines and a side order of ham

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Just seem like something they would eat under the Graffiti Bridge, where people don't get laid, hey just grind on the walls, and band battle in the streets

Just out of curiosity, what kind of story do you think a true (a.k.a. coherent) Purple Rain sequel should have had?

I always imagined a simple story where fame and success have made The Kid feel isolated, and his band members feel like he's no longer about the music but more about giving in to the pressure to create big hits.

Since Morris is such a great slimy villain, he even could've become a record exec in the story pressuring The Kid to manufacture all these bullshit gimmicks to sell more records.

By the end, The Kid returns to small club shows because he rediscovers his love for just expressing himself and making good music.

It could've played off the real pressure he was facing after having just signed a huge new contract with WB.

Instead he makes a pseudo-spiritual film with misplaced sexuality and shallow philosophy about God and angels and a street that may or may not have been in the real world. Oh well.

I've always wanted to read the original script for GB, the one that was completed in I think it was 1987 or 88? The one that originally cast Madonna in it. Is there anything of this sort out there? Even the script for the movie that actually got released with the scripts for deleted scenes in or not? Just wondering.

PurpleKnight said:

Just out of curiosity, what kind of story do you think a true (a.k.a. coherent) Purple Rain sequel should have had?

That's a good idea for a thread.

I think it would be something along of the lines of The Kid breaks out as a star, maybe not a huge one, but he becomes successful. From there they explore the pratfals and the sleaziness of the music industry. Maybe the temptations of drugs are introduced and affect a band member or two or even Appolonia and Prince. Groupies and the trappings of fame strain Prince and Appolonia's relationship - Prince can't stay faithful or something - and there's now a love triangle.

Show how fame aint all it's cracked up to be. Prince discovers shady business dealings with his contract and his managers, creative differences with his producers and maybe meets some hostile audiences like what he experienced opening for the Stones. He's misquoted in the press. Maybe his mother or father fall ill at some point to add some drama. The money and the fame aren't solving the Kid's problems. Band members are pissed at not getting paid enough and a few of them go solo.

Morris (now the owner of First Avenue), feeling jilted and passed over on the fame train and consumed by his jealousy sells gossip to the tabloids: "The Real Kid" or "The Kid You Don't Know About". Stuff like that. He writes a "tell-all" book and does the talk show circuit. He tells Appolnia about Prince's infidelity on the road. That keeps the rivalry going.

Not sure how you could end it though or what the resolution would be. Knowing Prince, he'd start his own church or something and find God again. Maybe he has a spiritual reawakening, prays a lot and stuff, and then releases an album that HE wants to instead of what his managers want and then breaks through into superstardom.

Or he dies in a plane crash and Morris and Appolnia get married and have a kid (joke).

jaawwnn said:

Seriously though, his beard looks painted on. Such a ridiculous look.

I know. Prince NEVER does that. How weird.

OldFriends4Sale said:

tale end of the GB era pre Diamonds & Pearls

Weren't these pics in Rolling Stone or People magazine???

KCOOLMUZIQ said:

OldFriends4Sale said:

tale end of the GB era pre Diamonds & Pearls

Weren't these pics in Rolling Stone or People magazine???

I still have the 1st one, I cut it out waaaaaay back then when I bought the magazine. I believe it was Rolling Stones or Interview mag

OldFriends4Sale said:

KCOOLMUZIQ said:

Weren't these pics in Rolling Stone or People magazine???

I still have the 1st one, I cut it out waaaaaay back then when I bought the magazine. I believe it was Rolling Stones or Interview mag

Yea! Eye remember it was Rolling Stone. Those were the days scouting 4 pics & articles. It was just that tiny,little write up on him.

PurpleKnight said:

KCOOLMUZIQ said:

OldFriends4Sale said:

I still have the 1st one, I cut it out waaaaaay back then when I bought the magazine. I believe it was Rolling Stones or Interview mag

Yea! Eye remember it was Rolling Stone. Those were the days scouting 4 pics & articles. It was just that tiny,little write up on him.

Even though those were 2 magazines I regularly bought

It was nothing to put down the money for just 1 picture, even if nothing else in the mag interested me lol

I remember the first time I saw the SOTT band pic and that's all I saw of interested and I paid $5 maybe for the magazine just for that pic

OldFriends4Sale said:

KCOOLMUZIQ said:

Yea! Eye remember it was Rolling Stone. Those were the days scouting 4 pics & articles. It was just that tiny,little write up on him.

Even though those were 2 magazines I regularly bought

It was nothing to put down the money for just 1 picture, even if nothing else in the mag interested me lol

I remember the first time I saw the SOTT band pic and that's all I saw of interested and I paid $5 maybe for the magazine just for that pic

Same here! I would regularly scout magazine stands, back in the no internet days. It was fun!

Pandemonium (4:12)
recorded October-December 1989 by [Prince] with THE TIME at Paisley Park [6] • performed by [Morris Day] (lead vocals), [Jesse Johnson] (guitar), [Terry Lewis] (bass), [Jellybean Johnson] (drums), [Jerome Benton] (percussion) and [Jimmy Jam] & [Monte Moir] (both keyboards)
written by [Prince] (uncredited) with [Jesse Johnson], [Jimmy Jam] & [Terry Lewis] • registered to [Prince] with [Jesse Johnson], [Jimmy Jam] & [Terry Lewis].
finally released 1990 on the promo CD-Album [Pandemonium] • 1990 on the Album [Pandemonium]

Pandemonium (4:12)

Now ain't that more like it? Oh, that is so nice.
I think I'm about at the peak of my erotic.
Drawers shakin', bodies flowin'. I know that's right.

All of the women, it's a pandemonium.
Lots of burnin' drawers in here, gotta get me some.
Let me make up my mind, I gotta pick me one.
Here's another comin' now, it's a mass hysteria.

(chorus)
Wild chaotic, peak of my erotic. There's a riot goin' on.
People manic, dancin' in a panic. We call it pandemonium.
We call it pandemonium.

We call it pandemonium.

This place is out of control from all the excitement.
.... Hey Morris?
Yes?
.... Cool us down.
Naw, I don't like Eskimos.

I like'em hot with firecracker shakes, a body build that flows.
So gigolos like me can work the dance floor.
Oh, shake it now.
.... Go, Morris!
That's right. You wouldn't happen to have some liniment, would you?
Turn around. - Shake.
Lemme look at you. - Shake.
Shake it. - Shake.

(repeat chorus)

Shake, shake, shake.
We call it pandemonium.
Shake, shake, shake.

Oh, hey, pandemonium. You sing. - Oh, hey, pandemonium!
Oh, drawers shake, pandemonium. Huh? - Drawers shake, pandemonium!
Drawers, they burnin'. - They burnin', they burnin'!
Drawers, they on fire. - Them hot!
Drawers, they burnin'. - They burnin', they burnin'!
Drawers, they on fire. - Oh, is them yo' drawers Morris?
Oh, hey, pandemonium. Y'all sing. - Oh, hey, pandemonium!
Yeah, drawers shake, pandemonium. Yeah. - Drawers shake, pandemonium!

Fellas? - Yeah!
I'm back. - Back!
The aristocratic black. - Black!
My whip ain't got no crack. - Crack!
But we got a hell of a bang. - Got a hell of a bang!

America, I'm back. - Back!
The aristocratic black. - Black!
My whip ain't got no crack. - Crack!
But it got a hell of a bang. - Got a hell of a bang!

Drawers? - Yeah!
I'm back. - Back!
The aristocratic black. - Black!
My whip ain't got no crack. - Crack!
But we got a hell of a bang. - Got a hell of a bang, whoo!

I never got the imagery for this album Chicken, utensils, hot sauce

^^the song "Pandemonium" should have been the second single from the album.Follow it up with "It's Your World" and that would have been three strong singles from the album.

Release it #1 (3:56)
originally recorded June-September 1989 by [Prince] with [Morris Day] at Paisley Park [6] during the [Corporate World] Album sessions • performed by [Prince] (all instruments & vocals) with [Morris Day] (lead vocals), [Jerome Benton] (background voices) and Candy Dulfer (saxophone)
written by [Prince] with [Morris Day] & Levi Seacer jr.
previously unreleased (but circulating on bootlegs)

Release it #1 (3:56)

Yo Stella, if you think I'm afraid of you.
Grace, if you so much as think I can't do the do.
Girl, if you dream I came to jerk around.
You'd better wake up, and release it.

Party people in the crib get hyped!
Let's get this party funkin' right!
Come on! Come on!

Release it.

Listen to me now, release it.
Come..., come on, come on, release it.

Whose crib is this? - My crib!
Whose wine you drinkin'? - Mine!
Who asked your ugly ass what time it was? - Nobody!
We're doing fine.
Take it all off. Bass, I need the funk in my face.
I can't stand tight asses in my place.
Let's get hype y'all, release it.

Release it.

What time it is, band?
.... Time to get sleazy up in here.
Mary, sweet mother Jesus.
.... Fuck that.

Oh Stella, I know you came alone.
Cuz ain't just any man qualified to take you home?
Me? No. I'm not a man. Jerome?
.... He's an adventure.
Oh, somebody slap me. I don't know.
Party people in the crib get hyped, party people in the crib get hyped!
Release it.
.... Yes.

Release it.

Jerome?
.... Yo?
When this solo's through.
Jerome?
.... Morris?
Find me a Stella to rap to.
.... Yes.

Whose beat is this? - My beat!
Whose horns are these blowing? - Mine!
Who asked your dumb ass how to catch a groove? - Nobody!
We're doing the do.
Jerome?
.... Yes.
Whose Stella is this?

.... My Stella.
Whose Stella is this?
.... My Stella.
Then what's she doing over here with me?
.... Uhh, uhh...
What's she doing over here with me?
Who told you that women like men with no money?
.... Pfft...
Release it, boy!
Go'n Stella, dance!
Say man, back up, give me some room.
Dance! Shake it like a peckerwood!

Release it.

Over and over and over and over and over...
Your girlfriends told ya, that I'm the rover.
But I'm here to scold ya, that I'm feelin' alone.
Then we can bone. Gimme a number to phone, you grown!
And I am so, if you say no!
Instead of cryin' I'll keep tryin'.
Until you're dyin', to have me for your own.

So peep Stella, peep Stella.
If you think that I'm afraid of you.
.... Do it, MD.
If you think that I'm afraid of you.
.... Rap to her.
If you think that I can't do the do.
.... Yeah, papa.
If you think that I can't do the do.
.... Wooo!
If you think I came to jerk around.
.... Go'n, say it.
You better wake up, Stella. - Wake up!
This is my town.

Release it.

Man, let them drum kick.
Let's get the hell outta here!
.... Let's do it. She's gone.

Release it.

Motherfucker, get yo ass out of my way.
.... Hahahaha!

Release it. Release it.

OldFriends4Sale said:

iZsaZsa said:

OldFriends4Sale said:

I never got the imagery for this album Chicken, utensils, hot sauce

That's a bottle of Crisco oil for frying chicken, but I don't know either.

lol oh
has nothing to do with the music lol Prince just digs in with the Time

OldFriends4Sale said:

iZsaZsa said:

Remember in the movie when Morris and the Kid were going to battle for 7 Corners? Morris had his bandstand wheeled out into the street. He called it his skillet. They are standing in a skillet on the record cover, cooking. The band is cooking/playing vigorously/hot. Something like that.

ahhh new terminology Skillett and Stellas

I would love to read the script to see how things were talked out

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Chocolate

Cooking Class segue
Skillett

OldFriends4Sale said:

oh wow! I haven't seen that pic before! Is there any more from that particular photoshoot??