There was this kid from Minneapolis, came from nothing special. Today he died and google turned purple. Musicians and celebrities world-wide shared their shock and grief. Nearly 3 million tweets about him in the half-hour after his death was announced. It’s incredible how that kid and his music touched so many lives.
I remember seeing him on TV for the first time, then the movie Purple Rain and I was gone, just gone. It was so cool to be living in his town. I even saw him and his wife at my dentist one day. How small and fragile he was, like a waif really.
The stories are swirling now, but its his music and his fearlessness that will stay with us. Janis Joplin, David Bowie, Freddie Mercury–raw pioneers, dazzling dreamers, one of a kind, utterly true to themselves. You don’t have to love everything they did or every song they sang to recognize how extraordinary they were.
I guess I’m surprised at how sad I am. This place has a hole in it now, a little less life and joy than before. I think of the music that has been part of my life over the years and feel like I owe all those creators something. Little Red Corvette, Raspberry Beret, When Doves Cry, Manic Monday, Nothing Compares 2U, Party Like It’s 1999. Thank you, Prince.