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I’m announcing the new Prince “wing” of my website today. I hope you enjoy it…I used this experiment to try out some of my macro writing skills to create an alphabetical list of Prince lyrics…and to post a tribute to my favorite musician. As you may already know, Prince is one of my primary musical influences. But what even you friends of mine may not know is that I first knew I wanted to be a musician while listening his 1999 album. I distinctly remember standing in my bedroom at the awkward age of 14 with my giant Radio Shack leather-padded headphones blasting, transfixed by the details of the subtle wah-wah guitars buried in the corners of the mix…by the carefully arranged electronic Linn drum patterns…by the layers of thick Oberheim synthesizers. I was engrossed…enthralled…excited…blown away—despite my dad’s banging on my bedroom door telling me for the last time it was time for dinner. Although I had already discovered Jimi Hendrix a year or so before…it was Prince that ultimately lit my musical fire, driving me to teach myself guitar as a stepping stone to my ultimate goal: writing songs… I saved my summer money and bought my first guitar soon after. Man, I just loved the sound of that 1999 record. Loved it! The grooves. The strange layers of machine-like and very human sounds. The dangerous sexuality mixed with apocalyptic carpe diem futurism. The band that mixed black and white, man and woman, dance and rock. The musical history of Jimi Hendrix, Sly and the Family Stone, Little Richard, and James Brown all mixed together and shattered by something brand new. I loved the thick Minneapolis sound of the music even before I even bothered to examine the lyrics…and the videos! Man, that performance of “Little Red Corvette” is iconic to me. I watched that thing so many times, marveling at the staging, right down to Prince’s eye movements. To me, a skinny, 14-year old white kid from Kinston, NC…it was a world I could get lost in. And…at the center of it all was that strangely addicting, always fascinating music…the kind of music that means something different to you on the 10th listen than it did on the first.

The 1999 album made such a deep impression on me, I distinctly remember not wanting to see the Purple Rain movie a year or two later because I didn’t want it to be a let down. I didn’t see how Prince could get any better musically than 1999…little did I know…

Prince has continued to fascinate and frustrate me through the years…and I still pay attention to everything he releases…which is A LOT!! Now that I have a musical influences portion of my website, I wanted to make sure I included a section for Prince. I hope you find it useful. If you’re a musician, I hope you take some time to read through some of the lyrics…or use it to help you play a Prince song live. You will be surprised by what you find. If you’re a fan, I hope you find a track or two you don’t have. In case you want to buy some Prince music, I’ve actually included an Amazon link for each album on my Prince Discography page…and an iTunes link for each song on each song’s lyric page. In fact, I have a list of lyrics arranged by album, and a list of lyrics arranged alphabetically. I’ve worked hard to include every song lyric and every album, single, B-side, and remix. I don’t yet have all of his side projects listed, but if you like what I’ve done, let me know…and I may end up adding bands like The Time, The Family, Vanity 6, etc. later. It was actually a really interesting experiment putting this together…and I learned a few things in the process, including:

1. The volume of Prince’s work is staggering. I mean, I knew this before…but it was a HUGE job to merely put all this on the Web—and I can’t even imagine how much work it was to create these songs. Good thing I’m a Word macro wiz and didn’t have to do this all by hand. The sheer volume of his musical output is inescapable. I created an HTML file for each song lyric and there are HUNDREDS. There are more songs than there are in the Beatles catalog…and they have 4 guys who wrote. (Yes, I know I counted Ringo.) Every time Prince releases a single, he adds a couple of new tracks to it…usually in addition to adding remixes of the single itself. Prince even changed his name to an unpronounceable, untypable symbol in part because his record company would keep up with his songwriting output. Think about this…a few years ago, I figured out that Prince RELEASED on average a song every 2 weeks for over 20 years…I’m talking about recording, mixed, and released tracks…that’s on top of touring, movies, videos, directing side projects, marketing etc. And that doesn’t even include what he’s got still in his vaults. That’s about double what most professional Nashville staff songwriters are required to turn in each year…and that’s all they do…and only a few of those songs even get demo’d. Unbelievable!

2. Did I talk about the volume of work, yet??? I have to re-iterate this. Not only are there tons of songs, nearly early all of these songs are written solely by Prince. He co-writes on occasion, but mostly the songs are solo-writes. In addition, I was constantly reminded as I was reading album credits that he played virtually of the instruments on each track as well. For his first four or five albums, he played everything…and still mostly does. A lot of Prince’s albums just provide credits for the instruments he didn’t play…I guess it’s just easier to say “Prince: the rest” than it is to keep track of everything he played. I don’t know whether to think of this as genius, drive, or obsession…but my guess is it’s a heavy dose of all three. No one is even in the same league…I think when he burps a triple disc comes out.

3. There are different eras of his work which are reflected in his lyrics. I saw this before on an album-by-album basis…but mining through his entire body of work provided me with another level of insight. Read through some of the lyrics to see what I mean. Every few albums his band has completely changed…which he can do almost as fast as he changes hair styles…but on top of that, you can see himself Prince…the lyrics show him maturing as a person, exploring new ground as an artist, and growing spiritually.

4. The lyrics are a lot better than I thought. I used to think they were spotty with some being a lot better than others. Reading through them helps cut through the distraction of some of the funny vocal effects…and makes you pay more attention to what he’s talking about. I was really impressed with how each song holds together under intense scrutiny. My general impression before this is that Prince should spend a little more time crafting each song…that he seemed to put more focused in his early work…but after putting this together, I think that I’m being too hard on him. Maybe I should look instead at myself…maybe he’s doing great…and maybe I should give up my “Masterpiece myth”…and spend less time crafting each note and word in favor of creating music a little faster. Maybe all of us songwriters should.

Anyway, instead of holding your attention here any longer, I’ll stop blogging and let you check out my new Prince site. Please let me know what you think! And don’t forget to pick up a few tracks for yourself.

Brian
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Beatles Remastered CDs, Day 2

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It’s 9/10/2009.

I’m still blown away with the Beatles remasters. I put Sgt. Pepper’s on in my car on the way into work. Every sound on every song sounds better. I can hear each reverb trail on each vocal track. I can hear each string on some of the guitar parts. The “outside” instruments especially sound amazing: the horns on “Good Morning Good Morning”, for example…the woodwinds on “When I’m Sixty-Four”…and the strings…ah, the glorious strings…I’ll get to them in a minute.

If you twisted my arm, I’d have to say that the most dramatic improvement to a song is to “Within You, Without You”…although literally EVERY SOUND on EVERY SONG is better. On “Within You, Without You”, the Indian instrumentation (both the stringed instruments and the percussion) sounded like they were in the car with me. George’s vocals are so clear that I noticed things I hadn’t known were there.

As each song rolled by, I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. How can the remastering process make the disc sound THAT much better???

This post is not intended to be a full review, but I can’t let this brief summary of Sgt. Pepper’s go unmentioned without commenting on “A Day in the Life”. The symphony ascension sections actually made me forget what I was doing. Literally! My body seemed to react palpably to the tension as the orchestra swirled. The skin on my arm tightened as Mal Evans faintly counted out the measures…I moved up to the edge of my car seat, edging closer to the steering wheel and squinting every muscle in my face as the drama built to a swirling, chaotic crescendo. As the song ended with that famous chord on those grand pianos, I kind of snapped out my trance…and found I had exited the highway! I looked down the road each way and I had no clue where I was. You know THAT’S a real recording accomplishment if you make a man forget how to drive to work. I shook my head and thought my best bet at figuring out what happened would be to get back on I-77 and look for the next sign. As it turns out, I had exited the highway 10 exits too early! The orchestra sounded so alive that it increased the tension of that section to the point where my body actually tensed up. Unbelievable.

There was actually one tiny moment that I would have changed had I been in the remastering session. (A man can dream, can’t he???) On “Good Morning Good Morning”, there was a washed out, dull sounding “Sploosh” cymbal crash that ends the lines like: “Nothing to do to save his life call his wife in…Sploosh”. The remastered version made this sound too clean and precise for my taste which doesn’t seem to match the feeling that the line gives me…I guess I’m saying the prosody is off a bit. I would’ve changed the engineer’s “motivation” on that sound…but it’s a real nitpick…

In all, I’m still COMPLETELY dumbfounded with what they’ve done…yet again. The remasters sound better than I imagined they could have. I’ve fallen in love with the recordings all over again…and I still haven’t even watched the movie that comes with it…or listened to the other 14 remasters…I’m drooling.

If you want to pick up a copy, good luck! You may have to travel to a store or two. Hopefully, everyone will restock soon!

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It’s 9/9/2009.

On this day, believe it or not, I’ve been married 9 years!

9 years on 9/9/09! I’m not into numerology, but I’m sure that means something important.

Tracey got out of the house early (7:30) to wait in line for a horse at Adopt-a-Horse. Today’s the day when ladies line up early (some even camp out overnight) to sign up to adopt a horse at the Anne Springs Greenway. First come, first serve…apparently, the “good” horses and time slots go fast. Today was cloudy and raining, a terrible day to wait outside in the rain…but apparently there was a full crowd of anxious women jostling for their spot in line. In my quest to be the perfect husband, I drove Devin in to day care; stopped by Starbucks to pick up a half-calf latte; delayed my 1 hour commute to Columbia; and drove to the Greenway…where I walked through the muddy, gravel road in the rain to deliver Tracey a second cup of coffee. It is our anniversary, after all. I didn’t say a word, just tapped her on the shoulder and handed her the coffee, and gave her a kiss before leaving. The horse ladies were quite impressed with me. I think the entire shed of women swooned in a collective “awww”. As I left, Tracey told them not to be impressed…it was our anniversary and I don’t normally act that way.

Number 9…Number 9…Number 9…

I went out at lunch today to pick up a couple of the REMASTERED Beatles CDs that were released today. (In case you aren’t in the know, today is the day they are re-releasing the entire Beatles catalog after having re-mastered every disc…they wanted to release the 15 re-mastered discs on 9/9/09.)

The Best Buy Beatles section was decimated…a couple of highly focused music addicts were jostling for position on the “B” aisle, looking through what was left. I positioned myself strategically to see if I could pick up The White Album and Revolver. NONE of the 15-disc serial box sets were left…and several of the albums had already sold out. I couldn’t find the re-mastered Revolver, except for the version with a t-shirt that cost $10 more…so I bought Sgt. Pepper’s. I know I should feel sick to my stomach that I’m buying the same music in yet ANOTHER format…and I should be upset with the box store twats that they don’t have enough items in stock for the rush…but I don’t. I really don’t…I’m just excited to get my hands on some “new” Beatles recordings. I can’t wait to hear what they’ve done. The sticker on the jewel box says that there’s a multi-media documentary on each disc. I usually hate those things, but I’m anxious to see if they have some “making of the recording” documentary stuff that I haven’t seen.

The Best Buy manager said that 40 people were lined up this morning, waiting the doors to open. He had already called the other Best Buy stores and they had the same problems. He seemed apologetic and friendly. I was very appreciative and felt an urge to befriend him…kinda like a girl I knew who wrote the postman a thank-you letter for delivering her college acceptance letter. Hmmm…I wonder what band will be #1 on the charts next week!!!

On the way back to work, I called my friend (and music historian) Bill. I haven’t talked to him in FAR too long, but we didn’t really catch up…we just talked about the CDs. He was just returning from the UPS store…the new CD player he bought just for this re-release was broken and he had to ship it back. We made tentative plans for a Beatles “listening session”…which means, drinking beer and listening to rock and roll…really loud. I can’t wait.

It’s late in the afternoon now and I’m finally listening to the re-mastered version of the Beatles Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band on my headphones. The sound is amazing–even on these ratty old headphones. I can’t wait to listen to the full disc on large speakers turned up loud.

The first thing I noticed was the clarity and spacial presence of the crowd noise that opens the disc as the “band” tunes up. Then, as the music kicks in, each instrument seems more defined and clearer. The guitars sound like they are in the room with me. The vocal layers are more distinguishable. The bass is perfect, but very thin on the computer headphones…having been in a couple of mastering sessions, I know that’s because of my headphones…it doesn’t sound bad…just like the low end is waiting on me to put the disc on a home stereo and blast it through the speakers. I found myself sitting on the edge of my seat, hoping John, Paul, George, and Ringo wouldn’t mess up. I’m hearing details that weren’t prominent in the old version…each subtle hand movement and breath is clear, and I got nervous that I would hear little flaws that may mess up this beautiful recording. To my amazement, even in the tiniest details, there is music. Glorious musicianship and clarity…even in how each glissando in the last note of background vocal phrases fades out…how each instrument is perfectly tuned to the voices. I find the vocals and the bass particularly amazing.

I’m humbled.

9/9/09.

What a beautiful, intimidating day!

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