Prince and Cyndi Lauper

I'm listening to Cyndi Lauper's first album, She's So Unusual. At dinner on Friday one of the topics of conversation was 80s music. The Lightning Seeds, a band that I had all but forgotten, was mentioned, and after this I'll have to dig out their album, if only to hear "Pure." Cyndi Lauper came up in another 80s conversation yesterday. After "Girls Just Wanna Have Fun," the chords of the next song were oddly familiar. As soon as the synths came in (echoing the guitars of the original) I realized it was Prince's "When You Were Mine." Before Life closed, I saw Prince at the club. The doors opened at 9; the show was advertised as starting at 10. Prince was coming from another uptown gig (for an awards show) and as 10 o'clock approached, there was news of an uptown delay. Eleven came and went, and then midnight. People complained how Prince was notoriously late for club shows, and my feet were starting to ache. Around two in the morning, roadies started arriving and setting up. Prince was in the area, if not in the building. Forty-five minutes to an hour later, a diminutive form was seen walking to the stage. He played for almost three hours. It was amazing. After the show, I walked out of the club to an already brightening sky. I went home, slept for an hour or two, and went to work, his guitar burned into my mind. Posted by eku at January 25, 2004 11:13 AM