Nothing can take you back in time like music from your younger days. Last night we stood among a crowd of baby-boomers and relived internal passions of the 80’s. Rising on a platform in mid-stage shaped like Prince’s androgynous symbol, a lone six-string guitarist strummed the unforgettable tune to Purple Rain while a woman in a long, white flowing gown glided across the stage. Goose bumps tingled my skin and tears welled in my eyes. When Prince appeared on stage minutes later, I felt like “going crazy” to the words of that famous song and we stood and rocked as he sang hit after hit, inviting the crowd to sing along. For two hours, Prince took us back in time and the night culminated with a twelve minute long rendition of Purple Rain.
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| Jamie, in more reflective time |
It was an unforgettable night shared with friends: birthday boy Jamie and his wife, Behan (s/v Totem).
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