As you know, we’ve lost a lot of great artists recently. Each loss has its own unique impact on our lives. The loss of Prince is a big one for me, and a difficult one to process. His music is woven into not only every period of my life, from childhood through adulthood, but also woven into so many of my deepest relationships: with my four older siblings who introduced me to his music; my Minnesota-based extended family; my childhood friends, as we played Transformers and stared wide-eyed at Prince’s genderbending magic on MTV; my adolescent friends, especially including my best friend to this day, with our hours of discussion on Prince’s catalog and many miles of road trips set to his soundtrack; my RISD and LA friends and our nearly two decades of karaoke together, where Prince is always my go-to (“The Beautiful Ones” being my favorite selection); my animation friends in Seoul, where I belted out “Purple Rain” in many a noraebang session; and my wife Lisa, with whom I got to see Prince (5th row…!) in his amazing monthlong run of shows at the LA Forum in May 2011, along with Colin Heck and Liz Climo (whose lovely tribute I’m reblogging here).
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