When I was younger, I had such a major crush on Wendy Melvoin, Prince’s guitarist in The Revolution. And depending on when you catch me, Purple Rain could be my favourite album and movie of all time, but never anything less than “incredible” to me. Watching the Brit awards, on comes Prince to perform some songs. Random snippets of our conversation here.
“Do you think Prince should reinvent himself? He’s been playing the same music for years.”
“He’s probably had a ton of work done.”
“This song is okay. I could do without the Pan Pipes though.”
“Hey, isn’t that his guitarist from Purple Rain?”
Wendy and Lisa were back! Looking a little older, sure. Minus their bad-ass hugh hairstyles, sure. But my crush kicked right back in immediately. Oh boy.
Oh, and after the Purple Rain medley: “No. Prince shouldn’t change his music. He should just keep playing this forever.”
ps – fuck the Kaiser Chiefs, Kasabien and Hard-Fi in their stupid fucking asses.
Oh how I’ve longed for you to rant on about Prince!
I figured, don’t push him – you can’t rush class. And sure enough – You’ve delivered pure gold kelly.
Since I’ve known you (11 years – fuck) You’ve loved Prince – and it’s good to see you can still get in there and rant about how good he is – and yes – he may have had hiccups – but we all have.
remember me wearing the trousers you put in the skip? and yer Puma runners too! (class)
And I’m also delighted you’re ranting against those other fucks – I had a row with Chickey a few weeks back about all 3 of those bands.
I’m beginning to think he listens to Ray Darcy and heads out and buys the albums he plays on air.
Anyway – class.
Prince is a god.