RIP Sweet Prince

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. 

"Dearly beloved

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.

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RIP Goblin King

Usually celebrity deaths don't stir many emotions in me. Yes it's sad but it's not like I knew them personally. The passing of David Bowie however has left me more melancholy and nostalgic than I thought it would. I remember when I was a kid at my preschool/daycare, every Friday they would make us watch either Labyrinth or The Dark Crystal. I hated both movies, they freaked me out and granted... I was about 5 or 6 so it a reasonable freak out. As I became a teenager, I still hated The Dark Crystal. Labyrinth I gave a second chance. I found the Goblin King to be quite seductively hot. Welcome to puberty!

I harbored a new appreciation for all things David Bowie as I did with quite a few other things and artists as I got older. Space Oddity. Rebel Rebel. Dance Magic Dance. Young Americans. I could go on and on. Today I have a few Bowie vinyls in my collection and Labyrinth has become a classic to me as I'm sure it is to many of my generation.

I think Bowie's passing hits me a little harder because it's a reminder that I'm getting older. We are all getting older. Which means we will continue to lose the greats, the ones we love, the ones we admire, the ones we grew up with. A reminder that time passes fast and we need to be true to ourselves and our dreams, like Bowie was. He was a true individual and originalist. So today I'll mourn with everyone else and remember a legend as I listen to his records, watch his movies, remember that time is short.

"I don't know where I'm going from here,
                               but I promise it won't be boring."

RIP Starman