I'm exhausted and not a little grouchy... but man, was it worth it. My lack of sleep was caused by the great Prince concert I went to last night, which went on a good 4 1/2 hours (including Morris Day and the Time's opening act, which was great fun.)
Prince amazed me for many reasons. I had forgotten what a good jammer he is, that he always has an amazing band with him, and that he is so eclectic in his musical choices. (He covered "No Diggity," one of his bandmates sang "Georgia on My Mind", and they played "Pass the Peas", and... oh, I forget what else they did, but it was great.) Or that he can be funny and playful. And where the heck does a 46-year-old man get all that energy, when this 35-year-old had to sit down after a while?
The only dissonant note for me sounded when he did a little rap about his problems with Warner Brothers. I found myself thinking, gee, we're in a war. We've had nearly four years of the most divisive presidency I can think of, we've had a horrible terrorist attack, a thousand of our soldiers have died, not to mention so many other people, we're about to have an election... and you're still fretting about getting screwed over by your record company several years ago? (O.K., it wasn't quite that elaborate of a thought, but you get the idea.) I don't expect political commentary from Prince, but with such transcendent music, I expect some transcendence of the petty to go with it.
Ah well. The music still speaks very well for itself. Must go back and listen to Sign of the Times again...
