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January 15, 2006
'Musicology'
I purchased Prince's 2004 CD last year but for some reason didn't listen to it when it arrived.
Just now I was sitting here doing something close to nothing (but different...) when I happened upon it.
Ooohh... when I opened it up I was gobsmacked.
It's a masterpiece of packaging art and design.
First of all, the inside of the CD container is beautifully illustrated with what appears to be Leonardo da Vinci's anatomical drawings and mirror–writing commentary.
There's a nice booklet with photos of Prince and his band and lyrics for all the songs, along with more wonderful Leonardo drawings.
The CD itself is ergonomically nestled in a plastic piece with not one, not two, not three but four finger indents to make it easy, like buttah, to remove the CD.
Why aren't all CD cases made this way?
Not only is it easy to use and nice to look at but it uses less plastic.
And I haven't even gotten started on the music itself.
I'm only on the third song, "A Million Days," as I write this.
Tell you what: this album goes on "Repeat All" for the next few days — at the very least.
The CD is $9.97 new and $2.48 used at Amazon.
Not very much for so much pleasure.
All possible love to Prince.
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Besides the title song, three other songs make this one worth the cost alone: Cinnamon Girl, Life 'O' The Party and Illusion, Coma, Pimp and Circumstance - which has my vote for one of the greatest song titles ever. And the song itself ain't too bad either. It makes me laugh every time I hear it.
It's kind of a Gather Ye Rosebuds While You May for the rich, middle-aged, funky set. Money might talk, but what does it say...
Illusion, Coma, Pimp and Circumstance
By Prince
Chorus:
She knew which fork 2 use
But she couldn't dance
So he hipped her 2 the funk
In exchange 4 the finance
Who's pimpin who when
Nobody gets a second chance
This is the story of illusion
coma, pimp and circumstance
She was older
But rich beyond compare.
She'd drop a thousand dollars
At the salon
Just to get her hair did
He was good at compliments
Better in the bunk
She laced him with a crib in Paris.
He hipped her 2 the funk
Way 2 fine he was 4 her,
A dirty dog in expensive fur
As long as she's providing chips
And whips
We can do this funky thang
As long as she was playing host
He figured he would make the most
Of those hips and lips
He hooked her up rocked her coast to coast funky thang
She was so ugly
But rich beyond compare
Dropped a couple hundred thousand
Dollars on a silver whip
Just 2 match the color of her hair
She said, "I got plenty of what U need
Put the spoon down honey
come on let mama feed ya."
Chorus
Where was I oh yeah
A gentleman he was
He never spoke about her nose
So prominent because
In the dark it glowed
If she was only tan
Instead of so Lily White
Her name was Doris
But he called her Flo
As in 'rescent
that ain't right
Florescent
Every night
A situation bound to fail
As sure as Doris' skin was pale
Money might talk
But what does it say
"Boy I used to be fine back in the day"
Chorus
Now Dance
Dance
He spent her money oh so well
Takin baths in cold cristal
He took a trip 2 burn an old flame in 'Frisco like Wow!
When Doris caught him in her arms she shrugged her shoulders and said,"No harm...Just put your name on this pre-nup and we can all hit the disco!"
Chorus
Now Dance!
Posted by: Shawn Lea | Jan 15, 2006 12:43:40 PM
