My feelings have been weird mix
+ migration of sentiments over these past four days.
Denial. Acceptance. Repeat.
I feel I'm getting settled, if slowly, with the unbelievable news. But still feels surreal. You associate death with a body slowing down, not the energetic musical whirl that was Prince. But what a smart, funny, insanely brilliant being he IS.
Since that shocking third Thursday of April, it was his own lyrics, of course, which best expressed my feelings. In my first post, simply: Does not compute. From "Something in the Water."
As I continue a listening-retrospect (which blissfully feels like a never-ending party of Prince) via the 39 albums of his that I have (and bootlegs, interviews, lives, etc) — I'm also reading his lyrics. And realizing JUST how horribly I butchered the songs-o'-the 80s, sorry PRN. I feel like I'm reading brand-new stories, or at least seeing them in a totally different light.
And I know ‘geniuser’ is not a word — but as I read these, he's even more geniuser than I thought.
|CLICK FOR VIDEO This is may be my favorite rendition he's done — of one of his own songs. THIS is good, y'all.|
GATHERED INTO ONE PLACE ON THE THIRD THURSDAY IN MAY 2016:
“Open your heart, open your mind, A train is leaving all day
A wonderful trip through our time, And laughter is all you pay”
(Around the World in a Day)