Call Mr. Goodnight!
Well, I liked it.
To the critics that mock the lyrics of “Mr. Goodnight” and their resemblance to the writings of The Onion’s Smoove B—have any of you considered that this could be intentional?
Prince is a touchy guy, but he laughed at his Chappelle Show sendup. And he let Tony M drink his girl’s bathwater. I’d be willing to believe Prince enjoys the ridiculous side of lovemaking.
23 Positions in a Halftime Show!
It’s time for the:
URGH MUSIC CRITICISM CHALLENGE!
Write a post about Prince‘s Super Bowl performance that omits the following words and phrases:
- Aunt Jemima
- Tron
- “‘Purple Rain’ in the rain.”
- Robin Hood: Men in Tights or Austin Powers
- Queen reunion.
- “…for one moment wishing for a Hendrix Halftime Show…”
Get to work, kids!
Bonus Prognostication: Check out this plea from three years ago, back in the dark days of Janet Jackson/Justin Timberlake halftime shows….
Imagine Prince’s Super Bowl half-time show. The buttless pants alone would be majestic. Has anyone ever aligned the planets of raw sexuality and artistic greatness with such towering bravado?
Reality gave us no buttless pants. What we got was some quality rock.
