Handclapsfingasnapz said: that rots!!! i woulda told those cats off a bit before i left... Well, I would have, but then I would have had to stay in the rain longer and wait another 3 hours or so until they came out again. Grrr... NCC2012... your local Trekkie. =/\=
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Mrs. Wellington was possibly that lady in the UTCM movie, you know, the ugly voodoo lady that scares Prince? lol All you others say Hell Yea!! | |
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i have a celebration story...
the first time i got to step into the main bits of the park itself was durin the celly back about 2 years ago. me and a few friends were in one of the studios, lookin around at all the stuff and diggin the (kick-assed!) furniture n'everything. i was standin by the door talkin to my friends and enjoyin the surroundings when all the sudden i hear this guy's voice behind me go, "ma'am, i'm gonna have to ask you not to touch that!" i was all like, "what? i'm just standin here and i ain't touchin nuffin--and who the hell's behind me?!" i turned around...one of the paisley security guys was behind me, wearin one of them signature young-ass pinstriped suits. he was starin over somewhere else, so i turned to see what he was lookin at...on the other side of the room, there was this woman nearby this small shelf and i suppose she was messin around with the stuff that was on it (i forgot what was on it exactly), cuz she put her hand down...got this super-embarrassed look on her face...and walked outta the studio really really quick. one of my friends asked the security guy, "wow, you must have to go around sayin that a lot, huh?" the guy just gave this huge, exasperated sigh...poor fella. reminds me: i wasn't at the celebration last year but i remember hearin/readin about folks stealin chit outta p's refrigerator...such house manners, man. | |
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2freaky4church1 said: Mrs. Wellington was possibly that lady in the UTCM movie, you know, the ugly voodoo lady that scares Prince? lol
didn't sound at all like that lady when she started yellin, so nope. | |
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i know someone else out there gotta story or 3 to tell... | |
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Handclapsfingasnapz said: reminds me: i wasn't at the celebration last year but i remember hearin/readin about folks stealin chit outta p's refrigerator...such house manners, man. Hey, I was just fixin' mysef a 'sprout sammich and soppin' up a can o' soy beer. Didn't think anybody would notice. Musta been Prince's last can o' Soy Schlitz. For the last time... sorry Purps. If prince.org were to be made idiot proof, someone would just invent a better idiot. | |
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squirrelgrease said: Handclapsfingasnapz said: reminds me: i wasn't at the celebration last year but i remember hearin/readin about folks stealin chit outta p's refrigerator...such house manners, man. Hey, I was just fixin' mysef a 'sprout sammich and soppin' up a can o' soy beer. Didn't think anybody would notice. Musta been Prince's last can o' Soy Schlitz. For the last time... sorry Purps. soy n'sprouts...no wonder you funked up the bathroom there | |
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Handclapsfingasnapz said: soy n'sprouts...no wonder you funked up the bathroom there
Reminds me of a funny story back a few years. I used to frequent the Paisley Park Chat Room on AOL around 5 years ago or so, and MindBlades and myself were on one night with who we thought very well could have been Prince himself. We started talking about someone by the username of NPG2000, I believe it was, and MindBlades said that NPG2000 is probably someone who cleans the toilets at Paisley Park. Suddenly, the guy we thought was possibly Prince just up and left and never returned that night. We were laughing our asses off! Too bad he didn't stay on long enough for my question of if he cleaned up the plugged toilet I gave them back in '95. (didn't really, just in case you were wondering) NCC2012... your local Trekkie. =/\=
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Handclapsfingasnapz said: Handclapsfingasnapz said: EskomoKisses said: Hey Deja ~ 2 words...
"Mr. Nelllsssooonnn" hehehe "...I ain't leaving till you come down here! I know you're here!" omg, the 'mrs. wellington' lady!!! i gotta tell that story about her later on!!! awright, as promised...btw, for those of you who were at this party (i forgot exactly when it was), you might remember who i'm talkin about here if you seen the woman: me and my friend gretchen (EskomoKisses up there ) went out to the park for a party like about a year or so ago...a lotta people showed up that particular night and we were all in the soundstage, from what i remember. whenever i'm at the park i like to people-watch more than i like to dance. anyway, i was lookin around at everyone and i spotted this older woman. she was dressed really sharp, with a white dress on and this hat with a huge floppy brim that covered her face. she was just this...very mysterious sista, y'know...she stood mostly by the wall with another woman, she didn't dance at all. i nicknamed her 'mrs. wellington', cuz she was all dressed in white. prince didn't play that night, it ended up bein just a normal dance party. the lights in the soundstage turned on, signifiying that it was time for all of us to get the hell outta there. me and gretch were headed towards the exit door when all the sudden the 'mrs. wellington' mystery lady started yellin, at the top of her lungs, "hey, mister nelll-sooon!!! i know you're here, i ain't leavin till you come out here!" and kept carryin on for a bit like that. ain't seen the woman since then, but that shit was pure co me dy. I was there that nite and remember her, lol thanks for reminding me | |
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This is a nice thread. Especially for those of us who have never been to the Park.
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I've only been once (well, 2 consecutive nights) this last July for the NPGMC dance parties where they debuted some of the Aladdin DVD.
Aside from meeting some of the most amazing people I've ever bumped into, it was totally surreal to finally be AT PAISLEY PARK. Yeah, it might look like a medical office building, but it's the birthplace of the music that keeps my blood pumping. You can't help but get goosebumps, y'know? We stayed at the Chanhassen Inn across the way the first night, and woke up around noon on the second day, deciding that we would head across the street and get some good daytime shots of the building. To my surprise, the gate was open, so I figured we'd pull into the parking lot and get some quick closer shots. Although there were no signs instructing me NOT to pull into the lot (only ones informing me that I was under surveillance), I was nervous as hell, because I didn't expect to be able to get so close during the daytime. I mean shit, give me a coupla roller skates and a doo-rag and I coulda clocked my OWN damn jizz, right? So my roommate and I hop out of the car and I grab the digital while he grabs the other camera, and we start snappin'. After about 20 seconds, I saw one of Prince's suit-wearing white guys (actually, I now believe it was PP9) coming out of the door and walking towards us with a quickness, and he looked PISSED. I yelled at the roomie to get in the car, and as we did, we heard some movement, and looked over to the entrance of the lot, where we saw Prince's purple Prowler quickly make the turn and disappear around the corner. Wow. Let me just wipe up this puddle, cuz I'm drippin'... Ok, that's better. Good times... No confusion, no tears. No enemies, no fear. No sorrow, no pain. No ball, no chain.
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If this was a week that might end with a jamming Paisley Park Party, i'd sail right through it. No worries all week.
I had been going to Paisley Parties quite a few times between 1998 and 2000. I usually went alone or tried to find a girlfriend who wouldn't "expect" a party or jam after a 3 hour drive to arrive at the Park. One night i had rented a room in Chanhassen and arrived early Friday afternoon. I was always excited taking the drive to the Twin Cites with the anticipation of an all nite jam but this time something was different. I was worried and upset, i felt helpless and confused. One of my daughters had informed me on that day that she had been accepted into military service. I was devastated. I had not raised my family to go to war. But I had promised to honor their decisions and the paths they chose. In an attempt to numb my feelings, I drank alcohol. I hadn't drank any alcohol for years and never before a Paisley Party and I felt a daring mood set in. Before leaving home i had packed a couple of dresses to take along 'just in case' i felt like dressing up. Usually i wore pants and a blouse and i hadn't had a dress on in years. As the first drink started to do it's work i began thinking more and more that on this night i'd wear that dress that i had packed a dozen times but never put on. It was a pretty sapphire blue with sequins that hung just right. Anyway i guess i had another drink before heading to the Park. The line was starting to get long. I noticed many familiar faces. And one kind of questionable guy who was walking back and forth up and down the line stopped and said a few things to me. Then he told me to 'wait right there.' I could see him talking to the guards who were going in and out of the side door. Soon he came over and told me to follow him. We went into the side door thru the room with some people and equipment in it. Then we went into the Love4OneAnother room where he led me to the stage where he told me to stand on the floor left of the center stage and to "wait there." A guard soon appeared nearby and then Prince came out and the jam began. I am still numb from Prince jamming onstage that nite. I was literally dancing at his feet. When Purple Rain began to wail on the guitar that i could reach out and touch, i felt tears streaming down my face. Nothing had ever sounded so beautiful. I was feeling total Sensory Overload and Unspoken Joy. I was in a place that i never wanted to leave. Then the lights came on and the questionable guy reappeared. He was black and i was white and he was saying that he always wanted to have a white friend. I don't have a problem with that and i had just experienced the most beautiful nite. Away we went to find something to eat. When we got to the room I found that from this 'friendship' he wanted more than talk. I tried to talk but the booze was still talking. It wasn't what i wanted but as he tried to convince me, it starting to look like it could get me what i did want: a Divorce!!! Things aren't always what they appear to be. Sometimes there's more than meets the eye. Without a doubt Beware, there are most certainly Thieves in the Temple!!! | |
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Handclapsfingasnapz said: squirrelgrease said: Handclapsfingasnapz said: reminds me: i wasn't at the celebration last year but i remember hearin/readin about folks stealin chit outta p's refrigerator...such house manners, man. Hey, I was just fixin' mysef a 'sprout sammich and soppin' up a can o' soy beer. Didn't think anybody would notice. Musta been Prince's last can o' Soy Schlitz. For the last time... sorry Purps. soy n'sprouts...no wonder you funked up the bathroom there If prince.org were to be made idiot proof, someone would just invent a better idiot. | |
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Handclapsfingasnapz said: i have a celebration story...
the first time i got to step into the main bits of the park itself was durin the celly back about 2 years ago. me and a few friends were in one of the studios, lookin around at all the stuff and diggin the (kick-assed!) furniture n'everything. i was standin by the door talkin to my friends and enjoyin the surroundings when all the sudden i hear this guy's voice behind me go, "ma'am, i'm gonna have to ask you not to touch that!" i was all like, "what? i'm just standin here and i ain't touchin nuffin--and who the hell's behind me?!" i turned around...one of the paisley security guys was behind me, wearin one of them signature young-ass pinstriped suits. he was starin over somewhere else, so i turned to see what he was lookin at...on the other side of the room, there was this woman nearby this small shelf and i suppose she was messin around with the stuff that was on it (i forgot what was on it exactly), cuz she put her hand down...got this super-embarrassed look on her face...and walked outta the studio really really quick. one of my friends asked the security guy, "wow, you must have to go around sayin that a lot, huh?" the guy just gave this huge, exasperated sigh...poor fella. reminds me: i wasn't at the celebration last year but i remember hearin/readin about folks stealin chit outta p's refrigerator...such house manners, man. and Beth talking to that security guy... Beth: "is he here" (in a whisper) Security guy with a here we go again grin on his face: "Is who here?" Beth still whispering: "You know..." SG: "Who?" Beth: "Prince" SG: OH! Prince! We never know when he's here or not, he just sneaks in sometimes and doesn't notify us blah, blah, blah...you know he sat right there in that chair (that kick as chair he's sittin' in for the 1st Cele pass picture...) you're sitting in" Thought Beth was gonna DIE! | |
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EskomoKisses said: Handclapsfingasnapz said: i have a celebration story...
the first time i got to step into the main bits of the park itself was durin the celly back about 2 years ago. me and a few friends were in one of the studios, lookin around at all the stuff and diggin the (kick-assed!) furniture n'everything. i was standin by the door talkin to my friends and enjoyin the surroundings when all the sudden i hear this guy's voice behind me go, "ma'am, i'm gonna have to ask you not to touch that!" i was all like, "what? i'm just standin here and i ain't touchin nuffin--and who the hell's behind me?!" i turned around...one of the paisley security guys was behind me, wearin one of them signature young-ass pinstriped suits. he was starin over somewhere else, so i turned to see what he was lookin at...on the other side of the room, there was this woman nearby this small shelf and i suppose she was messin around with the stuff that was on it (i forgot what was on it exactly), cuz she put her hand down...got this super-embarrassed look on her face...and walked outta the studio really really quick. one of my friends asked the security guy, "wow, you must have to go around sayin that a lot, huh?" the guy just gave this huge, exasperated sigh...poor fella. reminds me: i wasn't at the celebration last year but i remember hearin/readin about folks stealin chit outta p's refrigerator...such house manners, man. and Beth talking to that security guy... Beth: "is he here" (in a whisper) Security guy with a here we go again grin on his face: "Is who here?" Beth still whispering: "You know..." SG: "Who?" Beth: "Prince" SG: OH! Prince! We never know when he's here or not, he just sneaks in sometimes and doesn't notify us blah, blah, blah...you know he sat right there in that chair (that kick as chair he's sittin' in for the 1st Cele pass picture...) you're sitting in" Thought Beth was gonna DIE! oh man, i remember that too!!! | |
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Surprised, Beth didn't snif the chair. All you others say Hell Yea!! | |
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