QUOTE OF THE DAY:
SHOOT. you can go drink your HATERADE somewhere else aiite!"
this was directed at my coworker when we talking about leaving work today. we couldnt stop busting up about this. some of my coworkers think i'm a very nice and quiet lady, so when they hear me bust out in my "gangsta"/"chola" speak, which i learned in junior high, they get very shocked.
it had me giggling all night!
so i saw PRINCE! okay. it was by far, THE BEST CONCERT i have ever seen in my whole life. it was like i was living out my elementary school dreams seeing one of my idols perform. my vocal chords are so raw from all the frantic screaming i did tonight.
i got all vaklempt when they showed the montage of the hall of fame induction and old clips of PRINCE. and then he came on stage....OH JESUS! i almost fainted right there. every song i kept saying "OH MY GOD OH MY GOD! IS THIS REALLY HAPPENING!!!" me and ivy went to the biggest dance party with the best live band!
He medley'd most of his old stuff, and incorporated some of his new tracks. it was a good mix of old and new.
SEXY, FUNKY, FREAKY. those are the three words i can say to describe him.
The show started with him coming out in a red and white pimp outfit. not too over the top, but just right. as he danced on stage i believe i saw him brush his shoulders off and start belting out his songs. i damn near died at the sight of that. The man can dance and his high ass heels...SHOOT! i'd need to sit after five minutes but he just kept on going.
He is a genius on his guitar and he made love to the audience with it. At one point when he was singing his song, he put his guitar aside, took the mic and made love to the whole audience. which included lying down on the stage, belting out the song letting the whole audience soak him in...all while red gelled lights fell upon the audience.
The band was amazing. All talented on their own. I like how he let them all jam out in the middle of some funky songs. i like how he lets the audience feel the music as opposed to being drowned in his lyrics.
Can i just say that PRINCE has a lot of big beautiful women as his fans, bc there were a lot in the audience. he even had a couple on stage during one of the final numbers. At one point members of the audience join PRINCE and the band on stage to dance and party away. One girl was trying to show off to PRINCE and she tripped on the pedals for his guitar! ahahah it was funny. PRINCE even sang "SOMEONE FELL IN LA" or something like that.
Before he left the stage as he walked off i saw him pop his color. oh lordy! i was just all gushy over that fact. he's got a lot of confidence and showmanship. it was just plain dope.
After what seemed like forever and a day of clapping Prince came out to do an encore set with just him and an acoustic guitar. this was bluesy PRINCE. nice change. he sang a funny song about funky stank breath! that was cool to see his comic side. he sang SEVEN and i nearly had another heart attack. i couldn't believe it. every time i heard a fav song i damn near died. he also sang LITTLE RED CORVETTE. after one song Prince got vaklempt which made me get vaklempt! sheesh...so much vaklemping!!! no tears tho no tears...just lots of going OMG! JUST BREATHE!.
THE FINAL FINAL number was PURPLE RAIN. he took out the prince symbol guitar and just started the intro. i got very excited and had my hands grasped in prayer saying to myself "PLEASE PLEAS PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLAY IT!" and sure enough he did. i managed to get my cell phone out and record some of the PURPLE RAIN PURPLE RAIN parts. omg that was the greatest number. he had hold of the audience that's for sure. we all were singing and just swaying from side to side, whether you were standing or sitting.
speaking of which...how do people sit all through a concert? how do you not get up and dance? is it bc i'm filipino that i feel the beat that i need to move or something? me and ivy had to get up and just dance our asses off b/c shit its PRINCE! we saw a lot of people just sitting. it kinda bugged.
this was the one concert where i didnt care what i looked like. shit i was in the nosebleeds just there to dance the night away and enjoy myself. i coulda cared less if i looked like a fool, i know i had fun.
i have come home with several prince items. a promo cd they were handing out. a pink muscle tee. and a lilac prince tshirt. i just had to get the last one after the show was over. it proves my mother taught me something. if you want something you better go and get it. a lot of people were just dilly dallying in front of the vendors and i just took out my 20dollar bill and said i want the LILAC SHIRT. sure enough the lady handed it to me and took my money. ivy had second thoughts and went back to get a lilac shirt for her sister. i saw her all the way in the back and all these tall people around her. no one woulda seen her. so i helped her out. i took her twenty. went to the front and made eye contact with the lady and said "CAN I GET ANOTHER LILAC SHIRT" as i had my 20 out. proves that money talks. b/c right after she was done handling a credit card purchase she handed me ivy's shirt and took the money in my hand. my momma taught this girl right. YOU KNOW! go and get what you want right away.
now i'm home. high as a kite. still reeling from the fact that i have just seen prince. i pretty much made love to the man...me and thousands others answered him when he asked "WHATS MY NAME?!" and we all answered...
PRINCE!
last year at this time i was contemplating graduating, finding a job, my mom's health, and my personal life.
this year at this time i contemplate grad school, my current situation at my job, my mom's health, and my personal life.
sometimes i feel like i haven't grown at all since i worry about the same things.
and yet i know that i have changed.
instead of my daily routine of riding the shuttle or walking to class everyday, i go to work. instead of going to the cross and kicking it, i sit in my cubicle and stare at excel spreadsheets all day. i find refuge in the weekends bc i get to play, but sometimes i can't even get myself outta bed to go out on a saturday night bc i'm so tired and can't hang anymore.
when i go out with friends its a dinner and some drinks at a restaurant, instead of pizza and some beers at someone's house. we talk about work and the future, instead of upcoming midterms and how fucked up school is for torturing us with them.
this is the life i lead.
it ain't perfect, but it's life.
c'est la vie.
