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Showing posts with label Death. Show all posts
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Sunday, 24 April 2016

Nineteen ninety-nine


Purple sky, Prince, DeathThe sad news on the way home from work on Thursday was that we'd lost another of our most talented musicians, Prince.

For me, Prince's music will forever be associated with sixth form discos, slow dances with first boyfriends and the realisation that it was OK to be different at a time when everyone around me thought it was cooler to be the same. I was one of the twenty-two million people who bought a copy of the Purple Rain album and to have shelled out on an LP with hard-earned cash from the Saturday job I loathed, meant that this was important. I was careful to turn down the volume when my father was anywhere near however, just in case he overheard one of many risqué lyrics and confiscated my album.

The issue with explicit lyrics came back to bite me when my own daughters were about 3 years of age and loved to dance along to anything with a strong beat. They had selected Prince's The Hits Volume 2, inserted it into the CD player with chubby little hands and were dancing happily when I heard daughter no 2 singing along to "Cream." This was swiftly ejected from the CD player and hidden away on the top shelf of the bookcase for many years. I thanked my lucky stars that the CD player had been on shuffle mode and that "Sexy M.F." had yet to be played.

Like many of my age, the song "1999" conjured up fabulous images of outlandish millennium partying when it was a hit back in 1985. At 17, marriage and children weren't on the agenda and I eagerly anticipated that New Year's Eve 1999 would involve a party of gargantuan proportions. The reality was that, I was 31 and married with twin, 5-year-old daughters. The night was spent at a friend's house. We both had young families and partied as hard as we could with our children for as long as they could stay awake.

"Let's Go Crazy," conjures images of visits to Silver Blades Ice Rink in Birmingham and flinging myself around the ice without a care in the world.

It's not easy to chose a favourite track as there are simply too many I love.

It's hard to know how to feel about the passing of another of our iconic, talented musicians isn't it? Especially when we didn't anticipate their death and had no idea they were unwell. But what right has anyone to know what's going on in anyone's private life exactly? Prince was perhaps one of the most private musicians of all-time and everyone has the right to keep their confidences - regardless of whether or not they're in the public eye.

I guess it's up to the individual to know how to feel when they lose an iconic influence from their lives. No one has the right to take these sentiments away. Whether you choose to grieve or celebrate the lives of those who have inspired over the years, we are reminded of our own mortality and how vital it is to make life count and live every moment to the full. Especially when the life of an icon ended too soon.

Personally, I am happy to have known Prince's music and may have danced around the kitchen dressed in purple on Friday night. I was transported back to 1985 and being a teenager all over again. They are mostly damn fine memories. If there was one thing I could change however, I'd have seen Prince in concert before it was too late.

Two thousand zero zero party over, oops out of time,
So tonight I'm gonna party like it's nineteen ninety-nine.

RIP Prince 21.04.16


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Lyrics: Prince "1999"


   
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