this song came ’round yesterday. on the heARTbreakEveryone’s Mixtape mix. not sure where I have been since 2004?
thank you Martha Wainwright for finding some words for me and singing them with such heARTbreaking honesty
( I just had to! I am actually not all that heartbroken nor sad 🙂 I just really dig the music on that mix)
* important disclaimer * the sentiment of this post is NOT/NOT aimed at my parents, as some suggest Martha’s song may be to her father, nor at anyone else for that matter. also, the chorus may be a shade harsh
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aught nine twelve two thousand and ten eleven
an unexpected journey, in, out, and around three hundred and sixty-five days.
Prince, sir, please pardon the few snaps stolen in the first few moments.
I just HAD to.
Understand here, I am applying no zoom.
Prince spent a good long while on, around, and playing the keyboard shown behind the amazing Shelby J. (back up vocal extraordinaire in the snap above)
Prince, sir, you scored much of the soundtrack of my early life. The odd factory of fortune delivered last night, chariot and all, a near life long dream of seeing you and your band(s) play live. Consummate, professional, important musicians all (Andy Allo, you amaze me).
…and I swear he even looked right at me and held my gaze.. That is right. Prince gave me “the Prince Stare”. I am certain I stopped breathing a good long while.