Can somebody please explain this mess:

Time upon a once
There was a boy named Camille
Now this boy named Camille
didn't know how 2 feel.
Sometimes he was lonely
sometimes he was sad
but most times
he just took 4 granted
all the nice things
that he had.

Some people said they loved him
but Camille said
"Contempt!
Winter, Spring,
Summer, or Fall,
love is no good
unless it's felt by all"

So, naive & terrifically in need
Camille started looking for answers
His paintbrush the questioner,
his canvas the arena,
Camille set out to silence his critics.
"No longer daring" - his enemies laughed.
"No longer glam, his funk is half-assed...
one leg is much shorter
than the other one is weak.
His strokes are tepid,
his colors are meek."

So Camille found a new color.
The color black:
strongest hue of them all.
He painted a picture
called Le Grind --
hittin' so tall.
And then Cindy C --
THE vogue fantasy.
Horns & vocals 2 die 4.
Lollipops -- in yours!

Stroke after stroke callin' all others a joke.
Superfunkycalifragisexi.

Camille rocked hard in a funky place. Stuck his long
funk in competition's face. Tuesday came. Blue Tuesday.
His canvas full, and lying on the table, Camille mustered
all the hate that he was able. Hate 4 the ones who ever
doubted his game. Hate 4 the ones who ever doubted his name.
"Tis nobody funkier -- let the Black Album fly." Spooky
Electric was talking, Camille started 2 cry. Tricked.
A fool he had been. In the lowest utmostest. He had allowed
the dark side of him 2 create something evil. 2 Nigs United
4 West Compton. Camille and his ego. Bob George. Why?
Spooky Electric must die. Die in the hearts of all who
want love. Die in the hearts of men who want change.
Die in the bodies of women who want babies that will grow up
with a New Power Soul. Love Life, Lovesexy -- the feeling
u get when u fall in love, not with a girl or boy but with the
heavens above. Lovesexy -- endorphin. Camille figured out
what 2 feel. Glam Slam Escape -- the Sexuality Real.
Tonight we make love with only words. Girls first. This
feeling's so good in every single way.
God is alive! Let Him touch u and He will quench
every thirst. Let him touch u and an aura of peace will adorn u.
God is alive!
Let Him touch u and your own Lovesexy will be born.
Let Him touch u, let Him touch u, and Heaven is yours.
Welcome 2 the New Power Generation.

i think this was just an elaborated, fantastical story on what happened with the black album and how it morphed into lovesexy.

imnotsayinthisjust2bnasty said:

yeah but its great, aint it??

thanks for that, Harlepolis!!! I havent read that in long time.

LadyCabDriver said:

it is a really cool story...and one day, when i have kids, this will be their bedtime story!

oh, my poor, poor children!!!

imnotsayinthisjust2bnasty said:

You guys need to elaborate mo' on that text, I didn't understood anything from that mess

And you're welcome LCD

Harlepolis said:

1. Once upon a time, there was someone called Camille (Prince alter ego).

2. One day, affected by critical comment, he decided to prove a point by making The Black Album

3. Having recorded it, he changed his mind about releasing it.

4. He proceeded to record and then release the 'Lovesexy' album instead.

You simply provide this sort of stuff with greater significance than it deserves (but possibly craves) if you try to analyse it much more deeply.

Harlepolis said

ok, here's the version i was told...

prince was aggrevated by a critique of his work and started work on the black album. after it was completed and ready to be released, prince was at a night club with some peeps. this is when and where he met ingrid chavez (the voice on lovesexy). prince saw all these people around him...his people...getting drunk and acting foolishly. he then started thinking about the negativity within the black album and began worrying..."what if i died and this was the last thing i ever made...what an awful last testament" (or something just as dramatic and in the same vein). ingrid chavez and he began talking which is when she said "you could be real cool, if you learned to smile"...and anna stesia was born. prince began writing on anything; napkins, papers, whatever was laying around. he went back to the studio that night and started working on lovesexy. he cancelled the release of the black album and, instead, released lovesexy. camille was just an alter ego, as was spooky electric.

with all of that said...who knows if any of it is true? it still makes a cool story. this is just something somebody told me at the last celebration. she seemed to know a lot and may be onto something...i just like the story!

Harlepolis said:

Nobody but Prince.. Amazing!!

Once upon a time there was an creative popstar called Prince.

He made an album with no title and planned to release this magical album without any publication of who had created this wonderous thing.

This magical album compiled of odd songs from here and there was taken by Prince to a night club, he wanted to see what his royal court made of his new creation.

There he took an E, had a bad trip and thought he had compiled the album possessed by the devil.

After which he made another magical album extolling the virtues of God.

And then his commercial career declined happily everafter.

The End.

langebleu said:

That was a good summary, but I think you presume that Harlepolis seeks deeper meaning from this poem. I don't get that feeling.

namepeace said:

Fair enough - you could be right.