Prince: The Day Our Music Died

 

There is no more Miss American Pie because it's made in China, and I remember not so long ago when folks were happy and the music made them smile. We have sold our Chevy for a used Toyota mini-van only  to find that the levy was dry due to the water shortage around the world.  History is repeating itself once again and if you study the lyrics of Don McLean most will concur that our next generation is lost in Space-X.  However, there was this one guy that could make everyone dance the night away and his name was Prince.  

Born Prince Rodgers Nelson in Minneapolis, Minnesota on June 7th 1958 had produced his first song at the age of 7-years old titled: "Funk Machine." There is long and rich history with Prince and Warner Brothers Music with songs such as "Kiss" "Girls & Boys" and countless others. At 17-years of age, Prince signed a three record deal and wrote "Manic Mondays" for the Bangles. Not only that, he co-wrote for Madonna and helped out on a Bat Man motion picture.  "Batdance" & "Partyman" tanked and "Arms of Orion" was no one hit wonder to say the lease. 

Not only did Prince earn 8 Grammy's, 6 American Music Awards and an Oscar for his performance in Purple Rain his was the last true American icon. I never liked Prince's dance music, but you have to show respect to a man that can play 37 musical instruments. And after his Dubbed Love Symbol I saw in Las Vegas, Nevada, back in 1999, my mind had warped and I wanted to become the Symbol of Doom. But never all that. Let's move on, shall we? 

With four motion pictures under his belt, 32 albums and selling over 100 million records, Prince was ask to play the NFL Halftime for Super Bowl. Over 140 million people witnessed that greatest performance of all time unless you where a Chicago Bears fan. The Indianapolis Colts had come full circle on the grid-iron on Super Bowl forty-two and smoked the Chicago Bears with a final score 29-17. This was a great time to be alive and things are different today and not in a good way.     

On April 21, 2016 Prince Rodgers Nelson died of an accidental drug overdose using fentanyl. There is much more that needs to investigated and I suggest that foul play was involved. But with no evidence, there is no case to solve. However, something touched me deep inside the year our music died.  It's been five long years without any snappy dance beats and we're stuck with some emo twat named Billie Eilish, just another court jester to the musical Royal bloodline. So go ahead and read that book on Carl Marks and I'll sing Iron Maiden in the dark, because the music has died.   So bye-bye, Miss American Pie. Lady Liberty is going to miss you very much.