Life ain’t nothing but a muffin. We gotta lotta of butter 2 go.
The butter is gone. Prince is dead. I love Prince. His first radio hit, “Soft and Wet” was one of the first 45s I ever got. My Dad had a record store in the late 1970s -early 1980s, so I had access to a lot of music. My Dad even took me to see Prince in concert during his Purple Rain tour. I was probably too young to go, but my Dad took me and three of my friends to the concert. It was phenomenal.
When I was high school, I went out to Los Angeles to spend two weeks with my cousins. We screamed the lyrics to “Housequake” while riding rollercoasters at Disneyland.
In college, my freshman roommate was the biggest Prince I ever knew. Her side of the room was full of Prince posters. She even went to Minneapolis for spring break. I once saw her in the subway station years later in Harlem. She looked the same.
I saw Prince again during the LoveSexy tour. When he performed “Anna Stasia” on the piano, it was magnificent. This was modern day classical music.
I did not lose my virginity to Prince, but my sexuality was awakened because of his music. Prince’s music made me want to receive pleasure and to be adored. I even ask to be kissed on the back of my knees by a boyfriend because of a Prince lyric. It didn’t do much for me, but I was bold enough to ask.
When I lived in Brooklyn, my ex-boyfriend and I went to a Purple Rain sing-a-long in Prospect Park in 2009.
I also went to one of Questlove’s Bowl Train night. It was one in June 2012, where I danced the night away to deep cut Prince songs.
Although peak Prince’s popularity has ebbed and flowed over the last fifteen years, he never went away. He didn’t ghost his fans. There was always new music, concert tours and appearances at awards shows. It is so hard to imagine living in a world where Prince is not here. Prince taught me about myself. I still need to know more about myself, but Prince is not around to teach me. How do I learn now? Part of me wants to withdraw. Part of me needs to publicly grieve with the rest of the world. One thing I do know is that I need to be fearless in creating.