R.I.P. PRINCE ~ WE LOVE YOU! WE’LL MISS YOU!! ~:~:~:~
Prince Amazing Guitar Solos:
— NASA (@NASA) April 21, 2016
Published on Apr 21, 2016
R.I.P Prince an amazing guitar player! Your music will never be forgotten!
The gift of Purple Rain from Prince
21 April 2016 – 7:03pm | petra
The purple rain has fallen and cleared the earth of many illnesses that are within each human body.
The purple rain is like a shower of light falling on earth in a way no one will ever see or feel but will heal in ways you cannot imagine.
My life has been full of purple rain and with my death I give you the last of what is needed to give humanity a chance on really moving from the disconnection they feel into the purple light they need at times to receive their inner awareness.
Time has filled my life with this purple rain and given me the amazing gift that was already within me but amplified through me as life continuous on without me.
This is the time where I say goodbye and move on through this purple rain into my own realization of being, not to be heard from again, but as I have received this gift it is now yours to follow through.
Your own realization within will be supported not by calling upon me, but calling upon all that is within you to support you and now this includes the purple rain.
The purple rain is all those frequencies you are afraid to find within you yet are part of you as you realize the God within you that is you.
I leave you showered with the Purple Rain that is from within your own source.
April 21, 2016
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12 Wildest Prince Moments ~ Rolling Stone (who has temporarily changed the color of their online logo to purple in honor of Prince)
— The New Yorker (@NewYorker) April 21, 2016
Chris Rock Looks Back at ‘Purple Rain’: ’30 Years Later, There’s Nothing Remotely Close’
10/24/2014 by Chris Rock
Prince performing on the Purple Rain tour in 1984.
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“When Purple Rain came out, I was a DJ with guys on my block, playing block parties. That summer, the big thing was Run-D.M.C. — Born in the USA, blah blah blah, the streets were playing “Sucker MCs” and “It’s Like That.” I remember “When Doves Cry” mixed into “It’s Like That” perfectly, and even at a block party, when all we wanted to hear was hip-hop, “When Doves Cry” was so hardcore, such an amazing record. “Take Me With U” is probably my favorite on the album, it’s just a beautiful song. But those drums on “When Doves Cry?” With no bass? And the lyric was not corny at all. It makes all the sense in the world, and it makes no sense. You can’t write a song like that now — music today has no metaphors, it’s all literal. Now they would make you say, “When love dies” or something.
A Look Back at 1984: Full Coverage
There’s not a bad record on Purple Rain. Thriller is allegedly the best album of all time, and that has at least two bad songs on it. There’s no “Baby Be Mine” on Purple Rain.
Prince Returning to ‘Saturday Night Live’ in November
I remember seeing the movie two or three times the first day it came out. It was mind-boggling. Prince was funny. He was really cool — he’s one of the last guys with a real mystique. We were all like, “Where the fuck is Minneapolis? Who are these guys?” I saw the Purple Rain tour from the last row of the arena. It was one of my first concerts. We all wore purple. I forget which girl I went with, but I didn’t get laid. Anyway, I’ve been lucky to sit in the last row and to sit on stage with the guy. He’s the best there is. Thirty years later, there’s nothing remotely close.” – As told to Alan Light
An edited version of this story appeared in the Nov. 1 issue of Billboard.
Prince is dead at 57. The prolific songwriter and performer’s decades of music transcended and remade funk, rock and R&B.
We’ve rounded up some of the many, many comments you’ve left and responses you’ve sent us over the last day.
Times readers react to the death of Prince.
Prince’s death was major news across Europe, where newspapers rushed to create front pages that paid tribute, often in hues of purple, to the musician.
The sheriff’s office in Carver County, Minn., where Prince was found dead in his home on Thursday, has released a transcript of the 911 call made by an unidentified man and woman from the musician’s home, known as Paisley Park.
A copy of the transcript was posted online by Minnesota Public Radio.
The call was made at 9:43 a.m., and the transcript reveals that the caller was in considerable distress.
Man: We have someone who is unconscious.
Emily Colestock, sheriff’s office dispatcher: O.K., what’s the address?
Man: Um, we’re at Prince’s house.
Ms. Colestock: O.K., does anybody know the address? Is there any mail around that you could look at?
Man: Yeah, yeah, O.K., hold on.
Ms. Colestock: O.K., your cellphone’s not going to tell me where you’re at, so I need you to find me an address.
Man: Yeah, we have, um, yeah, we have, um, so yeah, um, the person is dead here.
Ms. Colestock: O.K., get me the address please.
Man: O.K., O.K., I’m working on it.
Ms. Colestock: Concentrate on that.
Man: And the people are just distraught.
Ms. Colestock: I understand they are distraught, but…
Man: I’m working on it, I’m working on it.
Eventually, the man and the woman supplied the address for Paisley Park: 7801 Audubon Road, in Chanhassen, Minn.
When emergency workers arrived, it was too late.
“You can cancel anybody going to Audubon,” an ambulance dispatcher told the sheriff’s office, in a separate call. “Confirmed D.O.A.”
NASA posted a photograph of a purple nebula in memory of Prince, to pay its respects to the genre-defying singer, songwriter and producer.
The cast of “The Color Purple” led the audience in a sing-along of “Purple Rain” on Thursday night.
Members of the audience clapped and waved their arms in time to the refrains.
And at “Hamilton,” the cast led the audience in a cheering, dancing rendition of Prince’s “Let’s Go Crazy.”
“Wait a few days before you waste any prayers.”
That was Prince’s reassurance to fans gathered for a dance party on Saturday night at his Paisley Park complex in Chanhassen, Minn., after reports that he had suffered a health scare during a flight on Friday.
This famously private performer warned the hometown crowd to not always trust the media, soothing them at least for the moment. A representative insisted he had only had the flu.
Days later, Prince was dead at 57, discovered not breathing after an emergency call at 9:43 a.m. on Thursday in an elevator at Paisley Park, a complex that houses his estate and studio. His death shocked not only the legions of fans who had somewhat selfishly thought him to be otherworldly and invincible but also those who had seen him out and about in recent days: Prince was seen riding his bike, hosting a party and visiting a local record store and jazz club. Read More
Fans in Minneapolis reported seeing the musician around the city just days before his death.
Prince got his first taste of stardom in 1979, after his single “I Wanna Be Your Lover” became a hit. But he had already spent much of his life immersed in music.
Prince’s father, John Nelson, played piano in a jazz trio that also featured his mother, Mattie Shaw. In a 1984 interview with the Minneapolis newspaper, The Star Tribune, Ms. Shaw said that from the time her son was a toddler, he was obsessed.
“He could hear music even from a very early age,” she said. “When he was 3 or 4, we’d go to the department store and he’d jump on the radio, the organ, any type of instrument there was.”
According to a 1983 profile in Rolling Stone, Mr. Nelson gave his son an instrument of his own — a piano — when he was 7. He otherwise relied on improvised equipment, such as a box filled with newspapers, which served as a makeshift drum set.
When he was 13, his father bought him an electric guitar. He learned to play keyboards and the saxophone. He never developed the ability to read music, and did not seem to need to.
He drew inspiration from an array of musicians from various genres. His sound reflected the influence of black artists, such as James Brown and Sly and the Family Stone, as well as bands like Fleetwood Mac and Carlos Santana’s band, Santana.
“Half the musicians I knew only listened to one type of music,” he told Rolling Stone. “That wasn’t good enough for me.”
Prince formed several different groups in his adolescence, including a band called Champagne. He first started to work in a studio with that band, learning how to record and produce his own music. He learned so much that, after being signed to Warner Brothers at the age of 18, the label trusted him to self-produce his 1978 debut album, “For You.”
At that point, he was still about a year away from stardom, but the label had already shown its faith in him. According to Rolling Stone, before Prince had even recorded a note for the label, it signed him to a three-album deal.
Prince sold more than 100 million records, won seven Grammys and was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in 2004. Here’s a look at the lengthy career of the ambitious musician, who died at 57.
On Twitter, fans of Prince were posting photos of the sign for the Prince Street subway station in Manhattan, with some alterations.
On social media, they railed against the year’s bad news as they grieved for Prince, the latest music legend to die this year. Their messages ranged from wheedling to angry and were tagged “Dear 2016,” a phrase that trended on Twitter by Thursday afternoon.
Many commenters simply castigated the year, and one made the point that Denise Matthews, the singer, model and actress known as Vanity who toured with Prince in the 1980s, also died recently.
Many noted other recently deceased musicians like Maurice White, Ian Fraser Kilmister, known as Lemmy, and Phife Dawg, often conveying their emotions with strong language, emojis or a GIF of an obscene gesture aimed at 2016. The sentiment was echoed by the website Vice in a widely circulated post.
One commenter took the opportunity to express frustration with the seemingly interminable presidential contest.
And another asked why so many musicians had died, providing a possible answer in the process.
Hundreds of fans and mourners gathered across the street from Prince’s blocked-off complex here, some wedging purple bouquets into the fence, some crying, others taking selfies.
“I lost my virginity” while listening to Prince, said John Ford, 44, a history teacher from nearby Edina. “He brought the world together with music. Black and white people rocked to Prince together.”
Mr. Ford, who was with his wife and 3-year-old son on a hill across from Prince’s studio, said the musician taught him how spirituality and sexuality interrelate, a revelation for someone raised in the Bible Belt.
“I never wore heels, but I could,” he said. “He stretched the boundaries.”
Terrie Verduzco, a 52-year-old nurse from Lakeville, described Prince’s music as a permission slip to explore her wilder side as a college student. She recalled nights at First Avenue, a music venue in Minneapolis where she donned strange get-ups, including a garbage bag and a pink rain coat.
“It was my let-loose phase — let loose and be crazy, that’s what you could do at First Avenue,” she said.
President Obama issued a statement about Prince’s death, praising him as a “creative icon” who left an indelible imprint on the sound and trajectory of popular music.
“As one of the most gifted and prolific musicians of our time, Prince did it all,” Mr. Obama said in a statement issued by the White House while he was on board Air Force One traveling to London. “Funk. R&B. Rock and roll. He was a virtuoso instrumentalist, a brilliant bandleader, and an electrifying performer.”
Mr. Obama was a fan. Last year, he and Michelle Obama, the first lady, threw a secret party at the White House where Prince performed for about 500 guests including dozens of celebrities and lobbyists, an event that later drew criticism because it was not made public.
The White House refused to confirm Prince’s presence, but attendees took to Twitter to gush about it. In his post, Rev. Al Sharpton said Prince and Stevie Wonder had performed on keyboards together at the party, which was held in the ornate East Room.
“Unbelievable experience,” he wrote.
Prince was a fitting stage name for would-be musical royalty, and Prince Rogers Nelson started and finished out his career performing under his Christian name. But though it’s clumsy, it’s not incorrect to refer to him as the artist formerly known as “the artist formerly known as Prince.”
Prince adapted a glyph that he called “the love symbol” (Ƭ̵̬̊) in September 1993, almost a year after he had released an album under the same title. The symbol, which mashes together the traditional male and female symbols, was often mocked at the time, as many saw it as an empty or incomprehensible gesture.
But the name change was a way for Prince to signal his displeasure with his label, Warner Brothers, which had grown frustrated with his prolificacy, and was unwilling to release much of the music he created. In the biography, “Prince: Inside the Music and the Masks,” Ronin Ro explained that the name change allowed Prince to gain some measure of artistic and commercial independence.
“As Ƭ̵̬̊, he could release new stuff on a smaller label. It’d be a dream come true, to finally release as much music as he created,” Mr. Ro writes, in an excerpt provided by Vanity Fair.
He did manage to release much of his music independently through the rest of the decade, after breaking his two-decade contract with Warner Brothers in 1996. But the name “Prince” was still tied up with the label until the millennium ended. In 2000, months after the link to Warner Brothers expired, Prince announced that he was once again Prince.
The singer Frank Ocean responded to Prince’s death on his Tumblr, calling Prince “a vanguard and genius by every metric I know of.”
Mr. Ocean wrote, “He learned early on how little value to assign to someone else’s opinion of you. An infectious sentiment that seemed soaked into his clothes, his hair, his walk, his guitar and his primal scream.”
Mr. Ocean has covered “When You Were Mine,” from 1980’s “Dirty Mind,” at live shows, and called that song his favorite of all time. He also talked about Prince’s impact on his identity:
“He made me feel more comfortable with how I identify sexually simply by his display of freedom from and irreverence for obviously archaic ideas like gender conformity, etc. He moved me to be more daring and intuitive with my own work by his demonstration — his denial of the prevailing model.”
(For those unfamiliar with Snapchat, the filter superimposes purple rain droplets over photos taken with the app.)
Prince’s last time playing for fans was a pair of intimate back-to-back shows last Thursday at the Fox Theater in Atlanta, part of his “Piano & a Microphone” tour.
A review in the Atlanta Journal Constitution described the atmosphere as rapturous.
Prince played stripped-down versions of his songs, sitting solo at a purple baby grand piano, where he showed that he is “as nimble behind a keyboard as he is with a guitar strapped across his chest,” wrote the reviewer, Melissa Ruggieri.
The Atlanta shows had been scheduled a week earlier, but were postponed because of a bout with the flu, which was evident in his speaking voice, Ms. Ruggieri wrote. But, she added, “when Prince sang, he sounded sublime.”
Another reviewer at Paste magazine captured the grateful mood of his fans, some of whom paid $1,000 a seat to be at the sold-out performances.
“And, ultimately, Prince can do and play whatever he wants,” wrote the reviewer, Bonnie Stiernberg wrote. “He’s Prince, and he’s here blessing us with his presence. Especially for a show that almost wasn’t, every song feels like a gift.”
The New York Times has been covering Prince for 35 years.
In 1981, Stephen Holden wrote one of the first reviews of Prince for the paper. He saw the rising star at a sold-out concert at the Ritz, noting that “four months ago, when Prince played the same club, it was half-empty.” He added: “With his sassy grace and precocious musicality, he is heir to the defiant rock-and-roll tradition of Elvis Presley, Mick Jagger and Jimi Hendrix.”
Later that year, Robert Palmer wrote the newspaper’s first large-scale feature on Prince, focusing on how he challenged sexual and racial stereotypes. “One suspects that as time goes on, more and more American pop will reflect a similarly biracial orientation,” he wrote. “If that’s so, Prince’s black-white synthesis isn’t just a picture of what could be, it’s a prophecy.”
Prince was a fully-fledged superstar by 1984, the year he released the album and film “Purple Rain.” Michiko Kakutani compared Prince to Michael Jackson, the other King of Pop. And Mr. Palmer raved about the new album. “The hard-hitting lyrics give his ‘Purple Rain’ album a highly charged text to work from,” he wrote, “and the music feels equally intense and equally liberated, the best of Prince’s career.”
In 1996, our music critic Jon Pareles scored an interview with the reclusive star, in which Prince talked about his family, his rapid songwriting process and his spirituality. “Sometimes I stand in awe of what I do myself,” Prince said. “I feel like a regular person, but I listen to this and wonder, where did it come from? I believe definitely in the higher power that gave me this talent.”
The pair touched upon spirituality again in a 2004 interview in Minneapolis, shortly after Prince was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. “I always knew I had a relationship with God,” Prince said. “But I wasn’t sure God had a relationship with me.”
In 2007, Kelefa Sanneh reviewed Prince’s Super Bowl halftime show, writing: “His performance last night at Super Bowl XLI will surely go down as one of the most thrilling halftime shows ever; certainly the most unpredictable, and perhaps the best.”
Last September, Prince released the first part of his final album, “HitNRun.” Jon Pareles’s review praised Prince’s never-ending experimentation and innovation, calling it “a proud display of quirks and an effort to come to terms with the possibilities of electronic dance music and all its gizmos.”
Friends and Fans Remember Prince
The New Yorker magazine
“…As a kid in the mid-eighties, the color palette of my imagination was washed-out and dull. And then, one day, there was radiance. It was the audacity of all that purple that first drew me to Prince, the pure hubris of a man with an unusual name draping himself in an unloved color. Purple not just as a color, I would soon discover, but purple as a philosophy and worldview, as a shade of night they didn’t want you to know about. The sky was blue, red was the color of passion and rage, trees and money were green, but what was purple? Purple was mystery. It was erotic, whatever that meant. Purple was imperious and arrogant, neither masculine nor feminine. Purple as a shade of black. Before I knew the word “transgressive,” I knew what it felt like to sit with a stranger’s weirdness, and reckon with inscrutability by basking in it.
The representative, late-career Prince anecdote involves him showing up, laying waste to all in his vicinity, whether onstage or on the basketball court, and then vanishing. The thing about Prince was always the sheer effortlessness of his swagger. He arrived in my imagination fully formed, as a figure so certain of who he was and what his music was supposed to sound like, that I felt compelled to believe in him and his purple inertia, even if it at first confused me. That color baffled me, until I grew to love it myself, and it prepared me for everything else: a symbol that couldn’t be pronounced, the thinness of the line separating one person’s body from another, a path that you made by flying.”