I am still in shock and mourning the passing of Prince.
His music seems to have always been here. And he has so much music that I can’t even get through all of his songs that I have in a day…especially when I repeat songs that I can’t get enough of.
He represented so much to so many people – freedom, self awareness, genius. He was at once personal and mystical.
He seemed to be the type of person who was himself….regardless of societal norms, constraints, definition.
He was a musical genius. In the soundtrack of my life (and there is one…always playing), there is an abundance of his music, music he produced or music he influenced. Prince is woven in throughout that tapestry.
I take comfort in the outpouring of grief seen on social media because I know that we are all experiencing that grief and the fear at the loss of such greatness.
Music is so important! Prince is music is Prince.
I keep seeing the movie and hearing the song Purple Rain over and over now. I will never forget the first time that I snuck and watched it as a little girl…it was like watching something forbidden and sacred at the same time.
But Under The Cherry moon is what I keep going back to most. And the song Sometimes It Snows In April seems so appropriate.
“I guess he’s better off than he was before. A whole lot better off than the fools he left here.”
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Nice post Peach!