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I'm afraid it has nothing to do with today's events, but I wanted to pop onto the TL to declare Prince & The Revolution's Raspberry Beret the greatest song ever written:
I heard it for the first time in a while today, and lost track of the jaw-dropping moments.
That pithy, winking yet wounded invocation of racist disdain from a white boss:
"He told me several times that he didn't like my kind /
'Cause I was a bit too leisurely"
That pithy, winking yet wounded invocation of racist disdain from a white boss:
"He told me several times that he didn't like my kind /
'Cause I was a bit too leisurely"
That insouciant passage, with the teasing phrasing:
"Built like she was /
She had the nerve to ask me... /
If I planned to do her any harm"
Come on!
"Built like she was /
She had the nerve to ask me... /
If I planned to do her any harm"
Come on!
And then perhaps my favourite moment in all of pop music:
"I said now, overcast days never turned me on
But something about the clouds and her mixed"
While those strings, playing the role of Prince's paramour, gently surge through, breaking the aforementioned clouds.
"I said now, overcast days never turned me on
But something about the clouds and her mixed"
While those strings, playing the role of Prince's paramour, gently surge through, breaking the aforementioned clouds.
And to finish with trivia: The line "Thunder drowns out what the lightning sees" was misheard by Prince fan Ian Broudie as "The Lightning Seeds", after which he subsequently named his (very good!) pop band. @BBCMOTD crew know:
