I’m No Prince Enthusiast, But Here’s What I Do Know
Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today… scratch that, it’s way too cliché and, eerily, too fitting for the occasion. Is anyone else shocked—a little surprised at Prince’s passing? No, death is not the surprise, it’s inevitable—what’s surprising is that there seems to be a trend amongst middle-aged entertainers, that I grew up listening to, dying at relatively young ages–57 isn’t old. Saying something like, “before their time” would imply I have some definitive time-clock on life, which isn’t the case, but come on—Michael, Whitney and now Price?
Let me be honest, I’m no Price enthusiast, but I do recognize talent, and he has left great shoes to fill, just as his departed peers. If there has ever been anyone to let their talent show strictly through their music, it was Prince. I can’t recite all of his greatest hits, nor do I know how many Grammys he’s earned, but there are a few things that I do know.
He broke fashion barriers –
You’ll be hard-pressed to find an assumed straight man who could could pull off high-heeled shoes and ass-tight bell bottoms like Prince. And the hair, had you ever seen anything more perfect? I am not the only person who thought he may have rocked a pixie cut better than Halle Berry.
He was overtly private –
What do you know about Prince’s private life? That’s right. Nothing. Privacy is one of those things that is truly coveted as a celebrity, especially when people have a more of an interest in what you do behind closed doors than your craft. His private, almost recluse-like nature probably kept us intrigued, too. We could never quite figure him out, yet we always wanted more.
He embraced sexuality –
Prince. Sold. Sex. If you were born in the 80s, perhaps refrain from asking your parents to recall their memories of any Prince record of that decade. No, thanks, Mom and Dad.
But we mustn’t forget that Prince is not a man known for his masculine qualities–minus the deep voice–yet women threw panties on stage and fainted at the site of him. And though he was not my generation’s sex symbol, I do recognize the sex appeal he exuded and can appreciate the barriers he broke when it came to redefining sexuality during that era.
So, my apologies for not taking you on walk down memory lane with a slew of my favorite, little known Prince songs; I only know the mainstream ones, but I do know enough to pass to my son, and maybe Price will give him some inspiration
…to get through this thing called life.
Still cliché. I tried.