PopcornJackTerry

I never did write a blog about that jackass from Harrisburg who sat at a dirty bar spot and then demanded service, to the point where he trashed my friend and co-worker simply for doing his job.

Truth is if I had a dollar for every blog I was going/supposed/had to write I’d be a bajillionaire. Today of course I should write about Prince. And I will probably, but mostly by not talking about him.

I of course knew who Prince was growing up, thanks to purple rain and MTV but i never really understood how important he was until someone played a variation of the desert island disk game with me. The old game was pick nine different albums you’d bring with you to a desert island. Well someone said here’s the new version: One artists, nine albums

At first it was easy: Grateful Dead, Jimmy Buffet, Bob Dylan. Beyond that though I (and my friends) found ourselves thinking that nine cd’s from the same artist might be much. That was when Prince came to mind

it was funny to me (and a little sad) last month or so when Glenn Frey died and so many people trashed him and the Eagles. Say what you want (or don’t want ) about the Eagles, but they changed how millions of people listened to rock and roll.

Prince Rogers Nelson did the same thing.

Just last week I was talking with friend show hos half time show was easily one of the best in modern times. His rock and roll hall of fame shows are legendary. if you don’t believe me google while my guitar gently weeps prince and watch him show up so many others. He has always played all he instruments on his albums and is probably one of the most influential musicians of the last 30 years.

None of that means you should like him, or even stop what your doing right and listen tot a retrospective. We all know people, musicians , that mean so much more to our friends than they do to us and we can’t understand why they care so much. Until we listen. His music will be everywhere for a while, and I won’t think about it much for a while.

But I will think about this. I could waste my time writing about a douche bag ignorant couple form PA, a couple who have only lasted this ling in my consciousness because I threatened to write about them. Or I could write about a revolutionary musician who has changed my life and the lives of millions of others. And will, long after that couple leaves.

You tell me what’s important.

Bonus track: Screw me. I dare you to ask a friend what their favorite Prince song is. You might be surprised.