I must be completely out of my mind. In about 30 minutes I'm leaving to go to a Prince concert. That only takes me back about 25 years to a place I probably should never revisit. When I graduated from High School I listened to Chicago and Journey and even a little Air Supply.
When I left home, listening to Prince was just naughty enough to overcome the Wonder bread image I projected and I liked that. I guess that means every time I tell Lucy that she can't download music with the parental warning on it, I'm a hypocrite. Could there really be music nastier that Prince? I actually do see things differently now. I can see additional messages in songs like 1999, Sign O' the Times, and Thieves in the Temple. That's probably rationalizing on my part though.
We'll see. Maybe when I come home tonight I'll have something really profound to say.
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