Prince Paul And King Paul

I saw this recently, an excerpt from Bob Mehr’s excellent sounding new book on The Replacements, and it made me smile…

‘Prince was rumoured to have lurked in the shadows at some of the Replacements shows at First Avenue, but it was in the bathroom of a club in St. Paul where Westerberg finally ran into him.
“Oh, hey,” said Westerberg, seeing the dolled-up singer standing next to him at the urinal. “What’s up, man?”
Prince turned and responded in cryptic fashion: “Life.”

Paul Westerberg called time on The Replacements re-union recently having fell out of love with it again. He called the re-union ‘whoring himself’. I’ve said it before- The Replacements were such a great little band. Paul’s gone straight back to work, recording and releasing an album with Juliana Hatfield as The I Don’t Cares. This upbeat song has clanging Westerberg guitars, a bitter-sweet lyric and drawly vocals from the pair of them. Good stuff.

King Of America

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I Was Just In The Middle Of A Dream

Sometimes the songs that seem to be the obvious songs to post are indeed the ones that are obvious songs to post. It is Monday. Prince wrote Manic Monday for Apollonia 6 but pulled it and offered it to The Bangles.They then Banglified it, turning it into a number two hit in both the UK and the US in 1986.

Manic Monday

This Top Of The Pops performance has Susanna Hoffs achieving peak Hoffsness.

Seven Hours And Fifteen Days

The death of Prince was shocking. Growing up in the 80s he was inescapable and while I was never a huge fan I liked some of his singles/songs- you couldn’t not like at least some of them. I saw him play in Manchester two years ago, a friend had a spare and it seemed like a good opportunity to see a legend. Over the two hours he blew the audience at Manchester’s indoor arena away, song after song after song. The thing that really struck me was the crowd. I’m used to going to gigs that are attended by roughly 60%-80% middle aged men, many either in leather jackets or cagoules depending on the band. Prince’s audience ranged from younger teenagers to people in their 60s, racially mixed, glammed up twenty-something couples, gangs of forty-something women, obsessive men on their own, gay and straight- the most socially diverse gig crowd I’ve ever been a part of. I’ve since grown to love some of his songs that previously were just part of my musical wallpaper. The energy he put into the show, dancing, playing guitar, singing was immense- partly why it is so shocking that he’s died less than two years later aged just 57.

I have always liked this one.

Alphabet Street

There is a Jesus And Mary Chain cover version of Alphabet Street which, trust me, you don’t want to hear right now. It doesn’t do anyone any favours.

If you were around in 1990 this Prince penned song was inescapable too.

Prince

‘m going to see Prince tonight. Yup. A friend got tickets and asked me if I wanted to go with him and you don’t pass up opportunities like that do you? I wanted to post the video to Alphabet Street or Let’s Go Crazy, both of which I really like but I’m assuming the Purple One has an issue with Youtube because there don’t appear to be any of his videos there, other than live clips and TV performances (which he doesn’t own the rights to I suppose). I found Let’s Go Crazy on a German video sharing site but the quality was poor and Alphabet Street doesn’t seem to exist anywhere on the net. Most strange.

This is The Artist Formerly Known As The Artist Formerly As Prince when he played Manchester in February with his new band 3rd Eye Girl (3RDEYEGIRL is how they prefer it but it doesn’t look right to me.)

Post 1999

These blog anniversaries keep coming- this is my 1999th post. And this is from Big Audio Dynamite II, a live release called Class Of ’92, with Mick and the boys covering Prince’s famous end of millennium song.

1999 (live)

Class Of ’92 is coincidentally also the name of a recent film concerning the class of 1992- Paul Scholes, Nicky Butt, Gary and Phil Neville, David Beckham- of whom it was famously said ‘you’ll win nothing with kids’. Bloody kids. They did win something though didn’t they? United could do with some of them kids right now.

I Had Dreams When I Was Your Age

Back to yesterday’s postees Wendy and Lisa (as drawn by comic artist Jaime Hernandez, thus cleverly tying in with the post about comics earlier this week). Wendy and Lisa escaped from Prince’s sticky clutches in 1987, fed up with the way The Revolution were changing (too male, too macho, not enough credit). Staring At The Sun is a piece of summer-y, slightly psychedelic pop that could only have been made in 1990- just listen to those drums- and it appeared on their Eroica album. If truth be told I prefer the remix from The Orb but this has a good groove, a nice chunky guitar riff and cracking vocals.

Staring At The Sun

I’ll probably get shot down for this but I never much cared for Prince- I don’t dispute the man’s way with a tune early on, Purple Rain and When Doves Cry are, y’know, pretty good and I did like Sign Of the Times (the song), and Cream and Get Off are alright but…there’s something that put me off way back and I could never get past it. I don’t believe I own anything by him other than a couple of 7″ singles that I must have been given at some point.