Naturally, many of us are playing the music, missing Prince and wondering where it goes from here. But much like a wake, I'm already remembering some of the crazy things that have happened in my life because of Prince. I'd love to hear simple tales. I want to smile. I'll start you off with just few of mine:

In 2003, at a ONA gig, Prince invited fans to join on stage for 'All the Critics Love U in London'. I didn't need asking twice. I proceded to make my way from about the 10th row. As I leaped to the stage some big mama was cutting through the crowd like a woman possessed and pushed me off balance. I fell down, smacked my side on the front row and the security guard said 'no more' and I didn't get on stage. In agony, I tried to make it look cool, , getting to my feet, clapping along while nearly passing out in pain. The people around me were thinking...twat.

At 16 I told my Mum I was going for a sleepover at my friend's house. In fact, I went to London and slept overnight in the rain outside Wembley Arena to get Prince and The Revolution tickets. Dedication.

At 17, I followed the SOTT tour around Europe. In Utrect, Holland, all the hotels were full, so I slept in my sleeping bag in the park. When I woke up I found I had slept on top of major dog poo. I spent the next day smelling of crap. People avoided me in the queue for the next gig.

In 2014, I hid under a merchandise table between Prince's two shows at Koko London, so that I could get into the second one. I lay there, afraid to move, thinking 'I'm 44, a Company Director, hiding under a table at 11pm on a Sunday night. I need to rethink my life'.

I flunked collage at 18 when I skipped an exam because it was the same day Lovesexy was released and I had to hear it.


I look back at all of these, any many others and smile. Prince made me do it.

Anyone else got any funny tales, from record purchases to gigs that will make us smile?

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[Edited 4/22/16 17:25pm]

>In 2014, I hid under a merchandise table between Prince's two shows at Koko London, so that I could get into the second one. I lay there, afraid to move, thinking 'I'm 44, a Company Director, hiding under a table at 11pm on a Sunday night. I need to rethink my life'.


LOL-

U R AWWESOME

pandemoniun6 said:

Great stories SquirrellMeat. I loved reading about your concert experiences over the years. Not technically me more like Prince made my boyfriend (now husband) do it but I spoke to Mr Hayes at one of the Indigo after shows. Typical fan girl amazing show stuff before I stumbled off In embarrassment. My boyf comes back and I relate my embarrassing story regretting that I didn't ask him to sign my ticket so he volunteered to go over and ask him. Comes back a minute later laughing his ass off with signed ticket and nice peace symbol and I ask him what's so funny. He said "I asked him to write on it that he wanted to fk you and he just laughed." When we spoke to Mr Hayes a few years later in Dublin he immediately burst out laughing. Guessing the ginger Glaswegian with the outrageous request was quite memorable. [Edited 4/22/16 17:31pm]

LOL. These are the things I love!

slakk said:

For my 15th Birthday, I asked my Mum and Dad for the 1999 Album. I was a white, middle classed English boy, with very traditional parents.

I got the album, and the same Birthday morning, I had to prepare for an art exam, so I sat in my bedroom with my new album playing on the turntable, whilst rush drawing a bowl of fruit.

My sheltered mother came up to see how I was doing, and I was mid way through drawing and had just flipped the vinyl to side 2 (It was the first time I had heard the album).

Mum said, 'Is everything going ok?' as she popped her head around the door. Right as Prince was saying' I wanna, I wanna, I wanna fuck that taste right out of your mouth'. She looked horrified.

Prince drove a wedge between me and my parents

theartistirl said:

Me and my friend drove from Paris to Montreaux attended julY 15th 3eg show and slept in our car in an underground car park after bumping into Quincy Jones in the palace hotel. Not very crazy, but I turned 40, felt like a student all over again. I think being in Switzerland a place with lots of money, I think the Irish guys sleeping in car park wouldn't have gone down too well with local police if they had noticed. But hey...what was the point in paying €200 for a hotel top sleep from 4am to 8am.

I've slept many a time in a car for a gig. When I went to Dublin for the Gold/Pod gigs, I took my car on the ferry as my 'hotel'. As luck would have it, I parked up outside a hostel and acutally got a real bed for the night. Luxury!

SquirrelMeat said:

trc1 said:

Squirrelmeat "poor mom" but hey. It's Prince. LOL!!!

She did phone me yesterday as news broke and said, "are you OK? I heard that Prince died. You know I never approved, but I did like that song you used to play about always being in someones hair."

SquirrelMeat said:

Real quick. We were in Grand Rapids for a show. My brother was so drunk and stupid, he got kicked out of the concert. It was embarassing.

I've told that one several times but I got to spend 2 wonderful nites with a girl I was madly in love with in 2000 thanks to Prince.

She wasn't interested in me but we were friends. One day we spent the whole night chatting on my sofa drinking red wine and at like, 4AM, we were talking sex and I told her about this TBA lyrics about licking girls' knees driving them nuts and wondered out loud if this could work and she suddenly looked at me and said "well, try it and let's see" and I was like "4 realz?" and she was like "yeah, 4 realz", and I licked her knees and everything that could be licked after that.

The second nite we made love and the next time I saw her she told me it was always meant as a one shot and it kinda broke my heart but at least I've had those 2 nites and they were wonderful and I owe that to Prince entirely.

One of the many, many things I owe Prince for.

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When the Symbol album came out, I copied all the "Vanessa Bartholomew" segues onto a blank cassette, sequenced continuously and logically. A friend and I prank-called everyone we could think of, letting Vanessa do the talking:

"Hello?"

"Hello."

"Who is this?"

"This is Vanessa Bartholomew. Where have you been?"

"Huh?"

"I've been trying to interview you for a long time."

"Who the hell are you?!"

(Hearing Vanessa tell a woman that she was a 'hard man to track down' was hilariously awkward.)

When I got the Gett Off single, I popped it in our old '79 Blazer's cassette player...and turned it way up, not really knowing what I'd hear. Well, Mom started the truck, the truck started moving, Prince screamed, then Mom screamed...she thought she had run over someone! LOL

Over the years, I had occasional dreams involving Prince. The theme was always the same. I always tried to treat him normally, and not be a starstruck fan. I think he would have appreciated that.

PurpleHigh said:

When the Symbol album came out, I copied all the "Vanessa Bartholomew" segues onto a blank cassette, sequenced continuously and logically. A friend and I prank-called everyone we could think of, letting Vanessa do the talking:

"Hello?"

"Hello."

"Who is this?"

"This is Vanessa Bartholomew. Where have you been?"

"Huh?"

"I've been trying to interview you for a long time."

"Who the hell are you?!"

(Hearing Vanessa tell a woman that she was a 'hard man to track down' was hilariously awkward.)

When I got the Gett Off single, I popped it in our old '79 Blazer's cassette player...and turned it way up, not really knowing what I'd hear. Well, Mom started the truck, the truck started moving, Prince screamed, then Mom screamed...she thought she had run over someone! LOL

Over the years, I had occasional dreams involving Prince. The theme was always the same. I always tried to treat him normally, and not be a starstruck fan. I think he would have appreciated that.

OMG Thx so much for the laugh.

The Gett Off story is cool, too!

Now I'm more mad as ever at this Quarcopoome guy, not so much for stealing my money but for making me miss what would have been my last Prince show ever

I had one of the biggest Prince record collections. In it, I had the rare Around The World in a Day long box gold CD. I never played it, and one day, I decided to give it a try to see if the mastering sounded any better to the regular CD.

I did all my listening back then in my car, which had a serious sound system. I took a drive and spend the journey car dancing to the album. I stopped for some lunch while I was out and when I returned to the car, it had been broken into and the stero had be stolen. The gold CD was in the stereo.

Police never recovered it. I now have a rare long box without the CD!

At 13, I was very enamoured with Prince's purple trenchcoat with the gold pyramids over the front of the right shoulder. So I went to the craft store and stole a bag of 'em, and put a line of them into the shoulder 'epaulettes' (is that what they're called?) of my cheap, wine-coloured K-mart waist-length jacket. I must have looked like such a twat.

Then I'd put the jacket on, hop on my ten-speed, ride down to the creek, and stand by the water and look 'moody'.

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eyewishuheaven said:

of my cheap, wine-coloured K-mart waist-length jacket. I must have looked like such a twat.

Then I'd put the jacket on, hop on my ten-speed, ride down to the creek, and stand by the water and look 'moody'.

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FragileUndertow said:

eyewishuheaven said:

of my cheap, wine-coloured K-mart waist-length jacket. I must have looked like such a twat.

Then I'd put the jacket on, hop on my ten-speed, ride down to the creek, and stand by the water and look 'moody'.

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No pictures?

HA! I kinda wish. This was '84, and the only teenagers who had cameras in those days were Nancy Drew and the Hardy Boys.

purplepingpong98 said:

eyewishuheaven said: