I was 10 or something when my brother was pretty tipsy on his birthday and it was only after all the guests had left that he lifted me up on his shoulders, holding on to my ankles (you know the drill), and danced with me. Danced by himself with myself attached to him, basically. Purple Rain was the song he so passionately sang along to. On repeat and I so loved it.
He kept on telling me stories, love stories, best friend stories, while singing and slow motion dancing.
Years later, I knew what sorrow in love tasted like (any kind of love) and some more years later (hey mum) what tipsy felt like and what the combination of these two can do to you on Purple Rain. When memories kick in and dreams drum all over.
I remember of loving my brother so much back in the days that I not only forced him to take me to all of his parties, but I would also not go to sleep anywhere in the house but his room, with him and his music in it. Prince was there to help him put me to sleep. His friends are my friends, you know.
Later on – teenage on – Cream was on and my then boyfriend tried to turn me on. Jees, what am I saying here? And I am so sober.
But you see?
This is what music does to us.
It is the soundtrack of our lives.
A day comes and your mind just won’t stop and nothing feels right, but when The Most Beautiful Girl In The World starts in your headphones, you can, actually, feel the sun rays on your skin, your hair breathing and your lips softly smiling. I’m sure it works for men, too. You think of your crush as being the most beautiful girl in the world. You. Us.
It is something about this. It is something clean. Natural. Genuine. Kind. In an era when a lot seems to pretend and very few remain true.
And make us fall in love with love. All over again.
I am no good with disappearings, it impresses me too much and it feels like words are too small and everybody says things when all I feel is just shutting up. But when overpassing the overwhelming grief on some sort of level deep inside somewhere, all we really should do is honour this marvelous human being, hold tight to our loves, sing, create memories and watch this little Prince bathing in the rain.
Start to love the rain.