If you know me at all, you will know my obsessive love for Prince. My phone exploded this morning with friends texting me to see if I was ok, if I had heard. It's kind of funny in a sad way because it does feel like a personal loss. I've loved Prince since I was a teenager. It was this weird little quirky thing my friends and family found amusing considering the era I was growing in. But I adored him. I have his music videos on dvd and I would play them over and over until I knew them by heart. This poster was my favorite.
I actually cried this morning. I've never done that over a celebrity before, someone I really didn't know and yet knew intimately through his music. The day I saw him play live was one of the best days of my life. I took as many blurry phone photos as possible despite the no photos ban knowing I would never have another chance. He sang Purple Rain. I swear we made eye contact. The concert ticket is on my wall, a cherished memento.
I was sad about Bowie. I was more upset about Rickman. But Prince... I'm absolutely heartbroken.
We are gathered here today
To get through this thing called life
Electric word LIFE
It means forever and that's a mighty long time
But I'm here to tell you
There's something else...
The after world
A world of never ending happiness
You can always see the sun, day or night."
RIP Sweet Prince.