How The New Prince Album(s) Wrecked My Life

How The New Prince Album(s) Wrecked My Life – In The Best Possible Way

If you don't know, now you know: Prince dropped an album yesterday called ART OFFICIAL AGE, and also brought us the debut album from his chick trio 3RDEYEGIRL titled PLECTRUMELECTRUM.

The Almighty Prince has been teasing us with new music for quite awhile now, dropping singles like "Breakfast Can Wait" long before the new album was announced. But then came the catchy and sexy "U Know" and the news that Prince would give us the first breath of new music since 20Ten in 2010.

I've spent all of yesterday and today listening to these albums and I'm still not done. No surprise: Prince is blowing my mind. I'm a sucker for an album that tells a story, and this one tells a tale that's futuristic and retrospective at the same damn time. How? Prince, that's how. There's a wondering feeling that the protagonist is trying to find his place in life and love, only to discover (with the help of a guiding being) that he is everything, everything is him ("You've probably felt for many years in your former life that you were separate... Now you can see that was never the case. You are actually everything and anything that you can think of. All of it is you." from "affirmation III).

There's also an underlying message to break away from technology that seems to separate us ("Bout the only way to last till the break of dawn / is to put your phone down/get your party on" from "FUNKNROLL") and get back to true connections through human contact ("Never underestimate a kiss on the neck / when she doesn't expect / a kiss on the neck" from "CLOUDS"). Tell us how it IS Prince.

Because I can't seem to accurately put my feelings into words, I'm turning to GIFs. So here is a quick walk through what happens to the human psyche when listening to these new albums:

"ART OFFICIAL CAGE" + "CLOUDS" =

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"BREAKDOWN" =

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"U KNOW" + "BREAKFAST CAN WAIT" =

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"THIS COULD BE US" (aka Prince trolls us all) =

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"WHAT IT FEELS LIKE" =

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"affirmation I & II" + "WAY BACK HOME" + "affirmation III" =

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PLECTRUMELECTRUM from "WOW" to "FIXURLIFEUP" =

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"BOYTROUBLE" + "STOPTHISTRAIN"=

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"ANOTHERLOVE" =

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"TICTACTOE" =

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"MARZ" =

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As you can see, my emotional state is very unstable. I'm going to go lie down now.

What did you think of the new stuff from Prince and 3RDEYEGIRL?

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