There is so much talk and discussion around here that I thought I would attempt to show you the way. Pull out your VHS of Lovesexy live in Dortmund and follow the story as set out below. Hopefully you will come to understand Lovexexy and how The Black Album came into being. Please take the time to read this. It could change your life.

Time Upon A Once there was a boy named Camille. Now this bay 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 good things that he had.

In the darkness the moon picks out the shape. ’67 Thunderbird circles the city then slowly comes 2 a stop. There he is. His eyes fix on the scene . Dimly lit sidewalks, steaming hit, neon. Perfect. He grins. Licks his lips, straightens his cuffs. He struts down the alleys 2 find a friend. He finds a fine feline, Cat. Takes her by the hand and puts her in a spin. Introductions over, time 2 get familiar. He motions over 2 whisper sweet nothing. That’s beautiful 4 her. A shot 2 the heart and he’s down. Hypnotized by her scent, she draws him near. All yours! “Sorry babe. Somethin’ 2 do. What’s this?” This is Sheila, Sheila E 4 sexuality. New girl in town. Doggy on heat, he follows, dinner’s ready. Just takes a whisper 2 stop her, nothing more. Click, they are leaving. “Darlin’, I’ve got a real feelin’ ‘bout U. I just….” U just what? Look it’s Cat. Tricked. Sheila, Cat. Tricked. Take that and that, not so big now. Tossed away he’s finished. Wait! His crime committed Camille offers a plea. “All my purple life, I been lookin’ 4 a dame, that would wanna be my wife. That was my intention babe”. The girls give a verdict. If we cannot make babies maybe we can make some time. “Fuck so pretty U and me, Erotic City comes alive”. All come clean The fun begins, cornered and bundled 2 the ground. Sheila above, Cat below. Back and forth, up and down. Pain or pleasure? He doesn’t know, he doesn’t care, 2 him it’s just a party. They rise, sex shooter firing, puppets at his side. He can pull their strings 2 play awhile, but he will cut them down if he wishes. So he cuts. Just because. Just because he is Camille. Now this party is over so he turns and runs deep into the city, eager 2 explore. “Shut up already damn!” Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the star of our show. 4 your pleasure, Camille! And there he is, once again in the spotlight. Everything 2 everyone is he. The ladies darling and man’s best friend. Total attitude he displays. All eyes on him and he knows it. Polka suit, six inch heels and dandy bow in his hair. Dressed 2 thrill, 4 there’s a party going on and everybody’s invited. “Tell me who in this house knows about the quake?” We know. “Bullshit!” Don’t disagree, he won’t like it. Camille decides 2 dance, and how. Twirls, jumps high and falls into the splits. Only takes time 2 wink 4 the dames. “There’s a brand new groove goin’ round. Housequake!” Look there she is again. Cat dancing at his side, Camille gives the orders. “Twist little sister and go 2 heaven”. She twists, she really twists. He likes, he really likes. Shockaloca Boom! “What was that?” Aftershock. “No shit, I think it’ Cat”. He rushes 2 her side and slides 2 a halt at her feet. “Hi I was wondering…” 4 her this don’t impress. “Come on babe, U know I don’t go 2 this trouble 4 most my women”. How cute, but she isn’t listening. Just maybe she don’t wanna know. “Bullshit!” Ego wounded, but no surface damage. He finds comfort in a sharp drink. Then he returns 2 the party, Cat on his mind.

She stands bathing in the moonlight. Wet and sticky. Eyes wide Camille just wants 2 touch. It’s Cat, he will take his chance. “Young is the night. It feels so right. Now that U’re mine. Let’s take our time”. He can see she warms 2 this, so he moves closer. “The man in the moon is smiling”, his face drops down 2 her waist. “4 he knows what I’m dreaming of”, she purrs with delight. “Tonight is the night 4 making Slow Love. Where’re U going baby?” Into the playground, that’s where. “Wait I wanna talk 2 U”, he follows. She is sat upon a swing. He doesn’t want 2 play. “Until the end of time, I’ll be there 4 U. U own my heart and mind. I truly adore U. If love one day struck me blind, your beauty I’d still see. Love’s too weak 2 define just what U mean 2 me.” He is close, his beautiful words lift her. In his eyes she can see her reflection. She holds out her hand 2 him. Wait! Look closer, look again. Don’t U believe it. “I wanna be your lover”. No he’s a liar and a cheat. U’ve got 2 follow your heart. “Follow your heart? Girl, I’ll give U anything your heart desires”. Money! She doesn’t want money. Or does she? If it is money, tell him since he’s in such a spending mood. 2 go out ad buy a brand new 1988 BMW. “What? No stop!”. U see. He doesn’t care, he will tell U anything. Fake emotions, don’t listen 2 him. But the warnings are ignored. He has her heart in his hands and they jive. “I get delirious whenever U’re near”. She loves it, so much fun 2 be had. After all, in the party Camille cannot be beat. But look, she already has a man. No matter. “if that man don’t treat U right, come on girl we can do it tonight. I’ll jack U off.” Cat cannot decide. Camille is becoming impatient. He sees, he wants, but he doesn’t have. No giving up though. “I’ll jack U off, I’ll jack U off”. She’s leaving now but not with Camille. “hey, where’re U going? That’s my girl”. A chase begins, they disappear. Camille returns, alone. Spinning wildly into the light. Intense white light, he is blinded beneath it, vulnerable. So Camille, who do U answer 2? “My sister never made love 2 anyone else but me. Sheila E, Sheila E 4 my sexuality. She never wore no underwear. Says it only gets in her hair. I discovered a funny way of stopping the juice.” The truth. It’s hard 2 take, but it’s the truth. Swallow deep, then look again. A wicked grin is upon his face. This is his private joy. Hopelessly lost in his own freaked out fantasy. Just look at him, he plays with himself at the mere thought of the pleasures he endures in the arms of another. Screams with ecstasy. “What’s it all about babe? Love, that can’t be trusted.” Maybe we’ll find out. Again he wanders into the playground, 2 find his friend. She sits upon the swing but she will not look at him. “Why? All this just 2 say I wanna be your lover” But he’s a liar and a cheat. Now she can hear. “I’ll give U money. I’ll give U love. Isn’t that what love means?” No! “Then I don’t know what it’s all about. Maybe U can show me babe”. There are tears in her eyes. Don’t cry child. Now she look but what can she do? All she can give him is pity. Camille doesn’t understand. Why, what has he done? “U don’t know, U don’t know what U mean 2 me.” Now she turns and stumbles away. His eyes are clouded, heart is heavy. “Why? I only wanted 2 make U happy”. He looks at Cat, her head is drooped. “4 all time I am with U and U are with me. She whispers maybe, maybe I could……… she looks up but Camille is gone.

Camille stands tall, up high. Maybe now he can see a little further. Arms open wide, his heart 4 all 2 see. Laughing and dancing, a clown prince indeed. Money falls all around him but he doesn’t see. All he sees is Cat. Now Camille must speak the truth. "I ain't got no money, I ain’t like those other guys U hang around. I get so discouraged, 'cos I never see U anymore. I need your love baby. That’s all I’m living 4. I wanna be your lover.” Now his arms are wrapped around her, she can’t get away. But she doesn’t want 2. She likes it like this. A love match? Basketball. Bet U can’t do this. The spins on his finger and he scores. Cat can do it, first time. Camille has won and his prize is Cat. He leads her away 2 his crib. Arms raised he knows what is coming. Head. One word. Pretty word. Do U want 2 play this game? Now Cat will lead and Camille will follow. His eyes on her body. Step by step. Move 4 move. Now he beckons her 2 him. “Speak into the microphone baby” I’m just a virgin and I’m on my way 2 be wed. “Nice girls don’t speak with their mouth full”. U’re such a hunk, so full of spunk. “Give U head. Do U want it?” Head. It hurts like hell. He screams. It’s nasty! “U know U’re good baby. I think U like 2 go down” Down on the floor he squeezes her. She gives and he takes. He wants all that she has 2 offer. Is that all U want Camille? Is there nothing more?

Cat has somebody new. He can see her in the arms of another. Anger is all that he can feel, 2 him she is a whore, money by her breast. He only knows one side of the story. Here we are folks. The dream we all dream of. Boy versus girl in the world series of love. Close your eyes U might get a surprise.

“When U were mine, I gave U all of my money. Time after time, U done me so wrong.” But Cat has no regrets. She knows well his bitter taste. She taunts him, sassy and inviting. “I know that U’re going with another guy. But I don’t care. I love U baby, that’s no lie. I love U more than I did when U were mine.” She won’t listen. She will only bid him a find farewell. Now just Camille and his rival. They lay claim 2 her affections. “She’s my baby, she’s my baby”. Heated up Camille snaps and pushes him away. He knows that he has lost her. How could she do this 2 him? He always tried 2 do her right. “Why U wanna treat me so bad when I love U? How could U do this 2 me? U know I care” But there are no answers 4 Camille, just questions. All alone he sits in the dark. His mind wanders. He dreams. “2 have a girl like her, is truly a dream come true.” But it’s just his imagination running away with him.. Camille has nobody. No-one 2 listen. He thinks of Cat. “I guess I should’ve known. ‘Cos U’re the kind of person that believes in making out once, love them and leave them fast.” He does not see Cat is here. Striding towards him. Now he sees her. No control he shouts. “Baby U’re much too fast”. She does not care, why should she? Totally confused is Camille. “I just can’t believe all the things people say. Am I black or white, am I straight or gay. Do I believe in God, do I believe in me?” He sees Cat, or does he? He sees a kitty kat. Temptation extreme. She is his Scarlet Pussy. His eyes are wide his heart beats hard. He can smell it, he can taste it, he ants pussy. Beware. She can make U crazy when U are too close 2 her heat. No matter. Camille no longer cares. Confused, desperate and all alone. “Whenever I’m around U baby. I got a dirty mind”. She looks into his eyes, entices. Camille must have her, but she is just playing. Now he has her where he wants her, on the bed. “I don’t want 2 hurt U baby. I only wanna lay U down.” He undresses, she helps. She must have the hots too. This is too much 4 Camille, he needs 2 shoot. He tries 2 strip her, but she won’t. Now she is gone. Up and down he bounces. “I want my pussy”. Now he sees that he is not the only one eager 2 gain Pussy’s attention. The neighborhood dogs are here, all ready 2 come chasin’ down. Camille, behold the fantastical way in which their bodies groove. He waits his turn. Now U. He sits upon a chair. What next? Cat begins 2 tie him down. Superfunkycalifragisexi. “hey what’s this?” She bites, Camille squeals. He doesn’t like it anymore, he ants 2 get out. But no, this is the land of fever and there is no turning back. Now his head begins 2 spin, round and round. The world that he knows, vanishing. This beat is on time, refined, designed 2 make U do the do. Head slumped he can hear them. That’s what U get, that’s what U deserve.

He raises his head and throws away the ropes that tie him down. He points straight at U. “Was that good 4 U? Was that what U wanted me 2 be?” Now he takes his bow. “Do U believe in God. Do U believe in U?”

From the black he comes. Jewel studded, femme glasses, adorned in long black overcoat. Spooky Electric rides piggyback. But who is he? Crawling, silent, he watches. He sees a woman, his woman. A real doll. “New coat. That’s nice did U buy it? Yeah right, U seein’ that bitch motherfucker again, U know what I’m talkin' about” he strides by, his eyes on her all the while. She follows, anxious 2 please. “Who bought U that diamond ring? What his name? Bob!” He will not be made a fool of, no woman of his is gonna play around. “Who do I look like baby? Don’t U know I could kill U now. I got a gun. U think I don’t? Then what’s this?” A gun. He lifts 2 her face and presses the barrel against her lips. “U quiet now. Bob! Ain’t that a bitch. He fires, doesn’t think, just does. Now she lies on the ground, trickling red. Now he’s satisfied. That’s what U get. He takes a drink. A sire! “Oh shit it’s the pigs”. Come out with your hands up. “Fuck U, come in and get me”. Gunfire, he shoots wild, cutting down anything in his path. They’re gone? Time 2 make a phone call. “Hello, Mr George? This is Camille” Camille? The cannot be Camille? He is a demon, evil, I don’t recognise him. What has he become? “How come we can’t have a party, how come we can’t dance? Love? I don’t know ‘bout no love. It’s about money, it’s about the party. Hold on someone at the door. Oh Shit!”

Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed by thy name. Thy, they kingdom come.

Camille pulls the trigger.

please see Love It Can Be Trusted Thread for the seque to Part Two.

67TBirdHeartAttack said:

did i leave my keys in here?

Truly brilliant read...best in awhile 4 me. It took me back 2 that place yet again...Thank U.


well worth the time y'all~

Damn, you got some time on your hands???

Isn't this text copied from The Crystal Ball - Lovesxy Special. A Prince fanzine from 88/89?

yes it is - I was a co-author of the article and co-runner of the club.

The Magazine was called Escape - Free Yo Mind part One