The Corpse Formerly Known as Prince
Or
This Is What It Sounds Like When the Doves Cry
(An epitaphany shared with Patrick)
Or
Short of Breath
(Props to Patrick)
Or
Dearly Beloved, We Are Gathered Here to Get Through this Thing Called Death
(Kudos to Erik Corley)
Or
The Artist Formerly Known as Living
(Additional accolades for Erik Corley)
Prince Rogers Nelson, best remembered for his touching cameo in the
Super Bowl episode on New Girl, has died, possibly the result from
overdose of pain pills, possibly from the pain itself, possibly from a
severe depletion of Pantone 2602, at the age of 57. The pocket-sized
purple freak has finally fulfilled his pledge to die 4 U, and I hope U
can live with Urself. The funkiest person ever to come out of Minnesota
(no offense, Greg) served as a songwriter for such diverse talents as
Sinead O’Connor, The Bangles, Cyndi Lauper, Chaka Khan, Sheila E and MC
Hammer. Along the way, he also upset Tipper Gore with his ode to
masturbation, Darling Nikki, moviegoers everywhere with Purple Rain, and
all other rock groups by raising the bar to unattainable levels with
his 2007 Super Bowl halftime performance. And if you wanted a better
obit for the music legend, you should probably find someone whose CD
collection (and yes, that’s as up to date as I am) consists of more than
3 TV theme songs compilations, 4 Monty Python collections, Abbott and
Costello doing Who’s on First?, the Best of the Monkees and a Best of
the ‘80s set from my Entertainment Weekly subscription.
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