Cheers Sexy People!
I don’t know where to start – so I guess I’ll start from the start for me at least. My heart aches that Prince departed from this world as we know it yesterday. This purple-clad musical virtuoso (and major hottie) was a catalyst and inspiration to me for how I view sex and sensuality today. I don’t know if you find that strange, but it seems perfectly natural to me. I mean after all – he was the first man I ever had sex with!
…. in my mind.
Over and over again…
It was actually my first-interracial relationship. 🙂
… and not my last.
You see as many who read my blog know by now, I was raised being taught that sex was “dirty”, gays were going to hell, masturbation was WRONG, and don’t even THINK about sex or you’ll go blind!
Prince with one album – Controversy – gave me the permission to do so many sexy things at the tender age of about 14 years old… things such as think about sex…. touch myself for the sake of pleasure… imagine what it would be like to kiss someone as sexy and sensual as Prince… envision what rubbing myself up against someone naked would feel like… let myself melt into his music while my hand slipped down under my pin-striped jeans, hoping that I didn’t get caught by my unsuspecting and seemingly sex-deprived parents. I know exactly where I was sitting (in a 70’s style creaky wooden chair with red plastic-covered cushions), and what the scene looked like: huge cumbersome (yet comfortable) white and black headphones around my ears (and entire head it seemed), sitting inches from the stereo, with the big-ass headphone plug shoved into the receiver, the Controversy album spinning on the turntable, and the lyric sheet in my hands, soaking into and memorizing every single word of that album. I’m there right now. Nice! Wow do I look dorky with my braces, shaved head with teased top coif and a “tail” popular back then. THAT’S where I learned that it was OK to feel sexy, to touch myself, to desire sex (oh and to look like a “freak” and revel in my uniqueness!).
It wouldn’t be until about four years after that that I would have my first sexual experience. And let me tell you, it was NOTHING like those days when I was imagining in great detail what sex with Prince would be like. It paled in comparison. But I’ve had a lifetime to create in reality those lovely fantasies, and I’m happy to say that I have succeeded. Thanks, Prince (and my imagination) for giving me something to reach for, literally and figuratively.
Prince Nelson Rogers – an artist who masterfully blended R&B, pop, funk, jazz and rock – was quoted as saying:
“Every song was either a prayer or foreplay.”
You got that right! Foreplay indeed (as well as soulful heartfelt prayers to a greater power)! Prince showed us how it is done all across the board. He didn’t give a FUCK what anyone thought. He would stop at nothing to create his own unique trends, guitar licks, gender-bending ensembles, and soulful, deviously sexy and often thought-provoking lyrics. The first song I EVER heard by Prince was “I Wanna Be Your Lover.” Yum! Yes please! And it had an incredible dance riff and catchiness to it as well. And later, another favorite was (and is) “Darling Nikki”.
Here are the sexy lyrics (that I must have listened to a gah-zillion times):
I knew a girl named Nikki
I guess you could say she was a sex fiend
I met her in a hotel lobby
Masturbating with a magazine
She said how’d you like to waste some time
And I could not resist when I saw little Nikki grindShe took me to her castle
And I just couldn’t believe my eyes
She had so many devices
Everything that money could buy
She said sign your name on the dotted line
The lights went out
And Nikki started to grindNikki
The castle started spinning
Or maybe it was my brain
I can’t tell you what she did to me
But my body will never be the same
Her lovin’ will kick your behind
Oh, she’ll show you no mercy
But she’ll sho’nuff sho’nuff show you how to grindDarlin’ Nikki
Woke up the next morning
Nikki wasn’t there
I looked all over and all I found
Was a phone number on the stairs
It said thank you for a funky time
Call me up whenever you want to grindOh, Nikki, ohhhh
Come back Nikki, come back
Your dirty little Prince
Wanna grind grind grind grind grind grind grind grind grind“Hello, how are you? I’m fine. ’cause I know
That the Lord is coming soon, coming, coming soon.”
(…. that last part could only be heard of course if you played it on your turntable backwards. How effing cool – especially at the young and impressionable age of 14).
In a world of conformists, Prince helped show us all what it means to be brave, courageous, march to the beat of your own drum, and not compromise on artistic integrity, no matter what the cost. And yet with that type of “just watch me and my purple clad ass” (or naked ass) attitude, he catapulted himself to major success and stardom so that he could continue to do it his way in style at every turn. I loved that he showed us that men could wear frilly, white, pretty shirts in the modern age and still be sexy as all get out – as well as in that tiny, densely-packed-with-awesome frame of his. Thus he also proved to this 5’1” framed gal that great fantastic things can certainly still come in small packages. He is also one of the first performers to make me long to get on stage and strut my own sexy stuff someday – laying the groundwork for my love of The Rocky Horror Picture Show and my belief in myself to rock it out and entertain (as well as feel sexy no matter what my age is). Wow did I love the 80s! What a formative and epicly awesome time of my life.
I try to live with few regrets, but I will share sheepishly with you one of them. I regret not going to see Prince perform just last year in my current hometown of Washington, DC at The Warner Theatre. Damn girl, you should have sucked it up late on a Sunday “school night” (back when I had a corporate job), paid the big ticket price and gone and seen that amazing man on stage live! I should know better than to fret about “saving money”, “getting more sleep” and “being responsible”. Sometimes we just gotta rock it out in the moment and not give a shit about tomorrow (and party like it’s 1999! Right on, dude!) But I am grateful to have seen him perform in the 80s in all of his glory back in my original hometown of Philadelphia. And what a night it was. The pics are hilarious yet cool of our Prince-inspired outfits / coifs and bad attitudes.
I will leave you with some videos of his more recent performances in his extraordinary career, proving yet again that you don’t have to be a young buck to still rock the house (and you don’t have to die at 27 to be a legend. Thanks for sticking around to age 57 to grace us with your over-the-top talent and genius).
U truly rock, Prince, and I will never ever forget you or the incredible positive impact that you had on my life. Enjoy the “after world” that you envisioned. Find that purple banana already. And say hi to the other legends up there, including my musical dad and Mr. Bowie.
“If the elevator tries to bring you down, GO CRAZY! Punch a higher floor!”
(….wait, didn’t Prince die in an elevator? Trippy)
What say you, peeps? Have any thoughts or stories that you would like to share about the artist currently known as Prince? How did he affect your life? Did you love (and still own) the movie or album Purple Rain as much as I did? Did you secretly have sex with Prince in your fantasies too? I’d love to hear.
Wishing you peace, love and happiness,
(and thrilling, fun sex too!)
Kitty
