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I couldn’t believe it. I had the hottest tickets on the planet but no babysitter; my wife was still breastfeeding our youngest; and I had a meeting first thing next day. Even if all the other obstacles could have been overcome, one remained – and it was a big one. According to the tickets, the doors didn’t open until 9pm. “What sort of gig starts that late?” I asked Matt. “The sort where the performer comes on stage at 11pm,” he replied. “Prince is notorious for it.”