I'm a little shocked at how taken aback I am by the news of Prince's death. Much more so than Michael Jackson. Maybe because MJ's deterioration and comeback were such drawn-out and public spectacles, whereas Prince just...stayed the same. Also I have very specific memories and people associated with Prince. The first concert I ever attended was the Purple Rain tour with D; I sneaked into Purple Rain the movie with M; another M has been a long time serious fan; J gave me a mix tape of "Parade" and "Sign O' the Times" which was the soundtrack to my first visit to Washington DC. When I was a senior in high school my favorite Prince song was "Automatic" even though I understood none of the innuendo.
Our weekend was pretty mellow. We had brunch with R + P who were in town for the DC Lindy Exchange. I really enjoyed the eggs benedict with Old Bay Spice at Firefly. We spent the afternoon at L's birthday party at Watkins Regional Park. It was a great venue for a second birthday because of the proximity to the playground and a mini-farm, and one of the "rangers" brought in some special guests, like a chinchilla and a snake.
After church on Sunday we walked a loop from the library to the duck pond (sadly still empty of water and ducks) to the Washington Channel, where a kind Spaniard consoled Z after Z took a spill in front of the Titanic Memorial.
I am somehow more upset about Prince dying than David Bowie. That fact itself is bizarre because I am a massive Bowie fan.One of my earliest memories of Prince is getting insto some serious shit when the nuns in my boarding school caught me dancing to 'you sexymotherf***' with half my dorm room. *grins* I was suspended for a month. But yeah, his music was so worth it!