Dearly Beloved...
We are gathered here today to...fall out of our chairs over Alicia Keys. Peoples, say what you want about Diary of Alicia Keys sounding just like Songs in A Minor, her lyrics being shallow--blah blah blah, but Alicia Keys on 4 mega-size screens is hot. The Artist Once Again Known as Prince didn't have an opening act, but he did play a 3 minute clip of Alicia Keys inducting him into the hall of fame. Very smart--She got the crowd more amped than any opening act.
So, on Wednesday, Anita, Nirej, Mazdak, Oscar, and my Beloved Monkey braved the snarly 880-S to San Jose to worship at the temple of Prince. He's a genius, the one and only shexyMF. I mean what other 5'2" super femme purple loving man in a turquoise blue suit and 4 inch heels can rock a sold out stadium with just his voice and electric guitar? Fugghedaboutit. He also played with his great band. I was into how much he respected them as musicians in their own right--really showcasing them in a bunch of solos and jams. He also gave free copies of his new album to everyone. It made the price of the $60 ticket more palatable.
Live music--it's a good thing. My next show is going to be the X-ecutioners. They are playing at the Fillmore later this month. Turntable madness!