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A Final Visit With Prince: Rolling Stone's Lost Cover Story

Scenes from an intimate 2014 interview at Paisley Park

Brian Hiatt
May 2, 2016
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Inside Prince's Paisley Park: My Amazing Visit

Author recalls 1999 visit to late star's storied studio

The office is on the second floor of the 65,000-square-foot Paisley Park compound. The little guy sitting at the keyboard owns it all, had it all built back in the Eighties. And Prince being Prince, it's fascinating to watch him do just about anything. The more ordinary the activity – clicking a mouse, say – the weirder it feels. Prince has a large Afro, and he's dressed in dark, diaphanous layers, with a vest over a flowing long-sleeved shirt, form-fitting grayish-black slacks, and sneakers with high Lucite heels that light up with every step. He's wearing obvious makeup – foundation, eyeliner, probably more. His thin, precision-trimmed mustache extends just past his lips in a semicircle.

On characteristically short notice, Prince invited me here to report what we intend to be his seventh Rolling Stone cover story. I spend seven hours at Paisley Park, and he sits for two lengthy, thoughtful, amiable interviews. I was told not to curse or to ask about the past; though I eventually violate both rules, he invites me to join him on the road later. In the end, however, he won't sit for a photo shoot, instead offering us pre-prepared, heavily retouched pictures. The whole thing falls through. I hold on to my reporting, assuming, all too correctly, that we will save the material for our next Prince cover.

That night, Prince doesn't look his age – doesn't look any particular age, really. He's very thin, but not fragile – a strict vegan who, by his own account, sometimes doesn't eat at all ("I have gone long periods with no food, and also water – people have to remind me to drink water because I always forget to do that"). He doesn't sleep enough, either, and he avoids sex: One of the most deliriously sensual performers who ever lived – the one who sang "Jack U Off" and "Gett Off" and "Do Me, Baby" – insists he's celibate. His reasons are both religious and "energy"-related ("The hunger turns into something else," he says), though he maintains close relationships with several young female singer-songwriters. He is, at this stage in his life, a kind of cheerful musical monk. "I am music," he says. Playing it is his greatest and perhaps only pleasure. But he's been an ascetic even on that front as of late, recording less than ever, waiting four years between albums. It'll stand as the longest break of his career.

Prince famously liberated himself from his record deal with Warner Bros. in 1996, and it apparently took him years to realize that his freedom extended to not releasing music. "I write more than I record now, and I also play live a lot more than I record," he says. "I used to record something every day. I always tease that I have to go to studio rehab.

"I'm a very in-the-moment person," he continues. "I do what feels good in the moment. ... I'm not on a schedule, and I don't have any sort of contractual ties. I don't know in history if there's been any musicians that have been self-sufficient like that, not beholden. I have giant bills, large payrolls, so I do have to do tours. ... But there's no need to record anymore." He makes a direct connection between fasting, celibacy and his abstention from recording. "After four days, you don't want food anymore. ... It's like this thing that says, 'Feed me, feed me.' When it realizes it's not going to get fed, it goes away. ... It's the same with music. I had to see what it's like to stop making albums. And then you go, 'Oh, wait a minute, I don't feel the need to do that anymore.'"

Prince brings me up to the office to play tracks from Plectrum-Electrum, the album that would finally break his recording fast. He chose from 100 or so songs laid down in one of the downstairs studios with his recently formed backing band, 3rdEyeGirl – the hardest-rocking ensemble he ever assembled. "All recorded live, no punch-ins," he says. "You just do it till you get the take you like." (The album doesn't come out for another eight months, by which time it's accompanied by a more traditional Prince LP called Art Official Age.)

Prince and I meet for the first time a few minutes earlier, as he emerges from a rehearsal space with the young women of the band. Hannah Welton, the drummer, a bubbly 23-year-old who looks like Carrie Underwood and plays like John Bonham, introduces herself brightly: "Hi, I'm Hannah!" Prince laughs, not unkindly, and imitates her, chirping "Hi, I'm Prince" in a high voice, as he reaches out a firm, businesslike handshake. His actual speaking voice is deep, soft and calming, like a DJ on a smooth-jazz station.

As we walk along, he shows no sign of reported double-hip-replacement- surgery – no limp, no cane, no apparent discomfort. His brown eyes are alert, and his wit is quick – looking back, it's nearly impossible to square his affect with posthumous rumors of an opioid addiction. He claims not to feel the passage of time, and says mortality doesn't enter his thoughts: "I don't think about 'gone.'" To the contrary, he is immersed in the moment, invested in a creative future that he believes will be long and bright. The pause between albums seems to have been healthy for him, as is the youthful, enthusiastic, near-worshipful presence of the 3rdEyeGirl members. For the first time in years, he's been opening up Paisley Park to local fans for spontaneous events. There's talk of staging one of these shows on the night of my visit, though it evaporates with no notice.


On his way upstairs, Prince struts past a hallway decorated with a photographic timeline of his career – there's "Batdance" Prince, "Slave"-on-his-face Prince and even his 1985 Rolling Stone cover (he notes that he refused to do a photo shoot, so we ran a still from a video that, in his considered opinion, made his teeth look strange). "There's room for Purple Rain or the Super Bowl here," he notes of one empty space, murmuring something about eventually turning Paisley Park into a museum. It already seems a bit like one: a huge, dark, nearly empty space with only a skeleton crew on hand.

We stop at a mural where a painted image of Prince, arms spread, stands astride images of his influences and artists he, in turn, influenced. He tests me, making sure I can recognize Chaka Khan and Sly and the Family Stone, while giving me a pass on missing Tower of Power and Grand Funk Railroad.

Playing the album in his office, he charmingly takes pains to turn the player's visualizer function on, providing state-of-2002 fractal accompaniment to the music. On a stand in the corner is a century-old Portuguese guitar with a teardrop-shape body. A Canon telephoto lens with no camera attached sits atop a couple of coffee-table books: Vanity Fair's Hollywood; Palaces of Naples. The walls of the office are painted in a blue-skies motif, with the words "Dream Style" on one of them. Hanging on another wall is a clock emblazoned with the cover of his 2007 album Planet Earth – the only timepiece of any kind I see anywhere in Paisley Park.

Between songs, Prince laments the state of a music industry he thinks is focused on anything but music. "You're trying to find the personality first, make sure you've got that locked in," he says. "And it's better if they got scandal on 'em or a reality show or sex tape. And they have it down to an art. They're getting street cred for Justin Bieber now!"

He puts on one of the album's poppier tracks, the sweet throwback "Stopthistrain," with vocals from 3rdEyeGirl drummer Welton and her husband, Josh. I suggest, gently, that the song might fare best on the charts if no one knows of its Prince connection. He nods. "That's kind of the blessing and a curse these days," he says, "that I'm competing with [my] older music. And I don't know anybody who has to do that. They always play Beyoncé's latest track. But I go on Oprah and they want me to play what they remember."

He ends by previewing a couple of songs from what will become Art Official Age, excusing himself from the room when he gets to the wailing ballad "Breakdown." The breakup-themed lyrics seem particularly personal: "I used to throw the party every New Year's Eve/First one intoxicated, last one to leave/Waking up in places that you would never believe/Give me back the time, you can keep the memories." Afterward, he confirms that the song comes from a "sensitive ... nude" place: "You could touch it and it would just hurt instantly."

Before Prince sits for an interview, there is another test. I sit and chat with the members of 3rdEyeGirl in a cavernous atrium, where the black carpet is decorated with Prince's old symbol and the words "NPG Music Club," and the motorcycle from Purple Rain is on display above. We gather on a purple couch that is noticeably frayed, and they explain their unlikely origins. The bassist, taciturn Denmark native Ida Nielsen, arrived first, joining Prince's bigger funk band, the latest incarnation of the New Power Generation, which he's still gigging with as well. Prince tells me how she beat out an old bandmate of his who re-auditioned: "She was eight times better than him, and she was new."

Prince specifically wanted a female band, seeking out members via YouTube – back in 2010, he had discovered Nielsen on MySpace. "We're in the feminine aspect now," he says. "That's where society is. You're gonna get a woman president soon. Men have gone as far as they can, right? ... I learn from women a lot quicker than I do from men. ... At a certain point, you're supposed to know what it means to be a man, but now what do you know about what it means to be a woman? Do you know how to listen? Most men don't know how to listen."

I ask 3rdEyeGirl's guitarist, Donna Grantis, who has a half-shaved head and Hendrixian chops, about her influences. "Prince," she says, flatly. Her husband, a pleasant rocker dude named Trevor Guy, came along with her and ended up working closely with Prince, serving some managerial functions. (Prince believes artists shouldn't have managers: "You should be a grown man, be able to man-age yourself.") Josh, Welton's husband, an R&B-singer-turned-producer, also became part of the Paisley family, working on some of Prince's final albums. They've all been living in a nearby hotel for a year and a half, spending at least six days a week in Paisley Park. They come off as members of a benign cult. "It's sort of like an alternate reality," says Grantis. "It's an alternate universe being here, because we're in this awesome bubble of, like, making music all day. I have no idea what the date is or what day it is."


"It's an alternate universe being here," says 3rdEyeGirl guitarist Donna Grantis (left) of working with Prince at Paisley Park. Ethan Miller/Getty

As we talk, I glance over my shoulder and realize that Prince has at some point materialized behind me, silently eavesdropping. He nods and moves away again into the darkness. The band and I go into the industrial kitchen, where we're served dinner, and I am soon summoned into the control room of the complex's Studio A, where Prince sits at the mixing desk. "This room was built in '87, and the first record I did in here was Lovesexy," he says. "We never really got this room clickin' like any of my home studios or the hot-rodded boards I used in Los Angeles when I had a record deal. It's real cozy and private – I just kinda wished it sounded like what goes on in my head. And I've been tinkering with things forever. ... I suppose I will keep messing with it – or another generation will."

We talk of many things, and his ban on discussing the past turns out to be slightly flexible. He makes a point of noting that his reputation as the puppet master behind the Time and even Vanity 6 was exaggerated. "It was all collaborative," he says. "It's not just my vision. It's one thing to say, 'You know what would be cool?' and visualize it ... but then you've got to actually find the people. [The Time's] Morris Day is as good as any funk drummer who ever did it. And Vanity? Nobody could talk like her." He's most passionate and lucid when he talks about music: "'Rock Steady' by Aretha Franklin, 'Cold Sweat' by James [Brown], all the Stax records, Ike and Tina Turner – we took it for granted, thinking that music would always be like that. That was just normal to us."

There are frequent, sometimes tricky-to-follow digressions: He seems to have branched out from his study of the Bible, which began in earnest when he became a Jehovah's Witness under the tutelage of bassist Larry Graham. "It's just all expanded," he says. "Anything I believed then, I believe even more now – it's just expanded." While still deeply Christian, he's also spent time studying what appears to be an Afro-centric interpretation of history, along with the physics of sound, some Eastern ideas (chakras are "science," he says) and a selection of unabashed conspiracy theories. He has thoughts on the JFK assassination ("The car slows down – why doesn't it speed up?"); AIDS ("It's rising in some communities, and it's not rising in others – any primate could figure out why"); and the airplane trails known in some circles as chemtrails ("Think about where they appear, why they appear, how often and what particular times of the year").

At one point, the phone rings: It's the young British singer-songwriter Delilah. Prince's voice suddenly gets even deeper. "I know it's late there," he purrs into the handset. "I'm going to will you awake." On a possibly related note, Prince says he's unsure if he'll marry again. "That's another thing that's up to God," he says. "It's all magnetism anyway – something would pull me into its gravity, and I wouldn't be able to get out from it."

We take a break and head to Paisley Park's empty nightclub, where 3rdEyeGirl are waiting onstage. "I can take you out there and hit this guitar for you," Prince promised earlier, "and what you'll hear is sex. You will hear something where you'd run out of adjectives, like you do when you meet the finest woman." He wants to prove that 3rdEyeGirl can activate my chakras, so he seats me on a stool onstage, no more than three feet away from him. He picks up a custom Vox guitar – the brand some of James Brown's guitarists played. "You're gonna start vibrating in a second," he tells me, and kicks the band into the fiery Seventies fusion instrumental "Stratus," tearing through solos that arc endlessly upward. He warned of goose bumps, and delivers.

Afterward, the band does a photo shoot in Studio C – one shot is intended for the cover of a "Stopthistrain" single that never actually comes out. Prince disappears for a while before returning with a MacBook that has Delilah live on Skype – he shows her the shoot via webcam. It's past midnight when we begin talking again. He mentions a desire to mentor Chris Brown, says he invited him to Paisley Park. I note that some people think what Brown did to Rihanna was unforgivable. He's shocked. "Unforgivable?" he says. "Goodness. That's when we go check the master, Christ. ... Have you ever instantly forgiven somebody?" I shake my head. "It's the best feeling in the world, and it totally dismantles that person's whole stance."


Prince performs at the Hollywood Palladium on March 7th, 2014. Jeff Kravitz/Getty

He talks more about mentoring and helping peers, so I wonder aloud if he thinks he could've forestalled Michael Jackson's fate. "I don't want to talk about it," Prince says at first. "I'm too close to it." He goes on: "He is just one of many who have gone through that door – Amy Winehouse and folks. We're all connected, right, we're all brothers and sisters, and the minute we lock that in, we wouldn't let anybody in our family fall. That's why I called Chris Brown. All of us need to be able to reach out and just fix stuff. There's nothing that's unforgivable."

He seems to be hinting at past problems of his own, so I ask if he was ever self-destructive. His eyebrows shoot up. "Self-destructive? I mean ... do I look self-destructive?" This leads him to a disquisition on why he avoids talking about the past. "People say, 'Why did you change your name?' and this, that and the other. I'm here right now, doing what I'm doing right now, and all of the things I did led up to this. And there is no place else I'd rather be than right now. I want to be talking to you, and I want you to get it."

We talk about retirement. "I don't know what that is," he says. "There's always some way to serve. ... It feels like I'm teaching at a school, but also a student at one. I never felt like I had a job – does that make sense? So those words, 'job' and 'retire' ..."

He tries to explain why he can imagine playing into old age, with a dizzying detour into mysticism via the Wachowskis. "Life spans are getting longer," he says. "One of the reasons is because people are learning more about everything, so then the brain makes more connections. Eventually, we'll be in eternal brain mode because we'll be able to hold eternity in our minds. A lot of people can't do that. If you can't think all the way back eternally, you can't think all the way forward eternally. Everybody usually thinks about a beginning, a big bang. If you take that event out, then you can start to see what eternity is. Remember in The Matrix where they said the only thing that has an ending had a beginning, and vice versa?"

It's nearly 2 a.m., and Prince is done for the night. He walks me through the depths of Paisley Park, his shoes glowing in the dark, to retrieve my jacket and bag. As we walk, I hear doves cry – actual doves that live in a cage somewhere in the rafters. As I put on my coat, Prince invites me to join the band in London. The zipper catches badly on the way up. "Fuck," I say, and my host looks stricken.

"So much for not cursing," he says.

I apologize. Prince looks me in the eyes, and wraps me in a tight hug. I am, as promised, dismantled by his instant forgiveness. I can still feel that embrace as I walk outside, where moonlight shines on a thick layer of immaculate, freshly fallen snow.

Prince ruminated on sex, music and death in a previously unpublished 2014 interview. See excerpts from the interview below.


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Prince's The Beautiful Ones is a breathtaking, occasionally frustrating look at the icon

The Purple One's long-awaited memoir features personal details and rare artifacts Prince fans have been pining for, even if the book doesn't quite live up to its lofty ambitions.
By Alex Suskind
October 30, 2019 at 08:21 PM EDT
Among contemporary music icons, Prince was the least likely to write an unsparing, tell-all memoir about his life and career. Notoriously private about his personal history, the artist born Prince Rogers Nelson often dealt in ambiguities and obfuscation. In the rare case he would participate in interviews, reporters were prohibited from recording the conversation or taking notes. Meanwhile, the quotes Prince gave were mostly elliptical — intriguing, insightful, but typically devoid of anything truly intimate.
So when he announced, in March of 2016, that he would be releasing his first autobiography (“The good people of Random House have made me an offer that I can’t refuse,” he told a crowd of fans and friends at a small gathering in New York City. “You all still read books, right?”) it was hard not to think of it as a practical joke. Or, if Prince was telling the truth — which, it turned out, he was — to wonder why he had decided to pursue such a potentially invasive project in the first place.
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The finished product, this month’s The Beautiful Ones, holds some of the answers. As Dan Piepenbring — then an editor at venerated literary magazine The Paris Review and Prince’s partner on the book — notes in its emotional introduction, Prince became “conscious of his own mortality” toward the end of his life after numerous people in his orbit had fallen ill or passed away. “More than ever,” writes Piepenbring, “he saw that value in telling his own story.”
He would never get the chance to do so in full. One month following the memoir announcement, Prince was found dead at his Paisley Park compound in Minnesota. The cause of death was an accidental overdose of the synthetic opioid fentanyl. That left his autobiography in a state of flux. Prince had written a few dozen pages before he died but it wasn’t enough to finish the project. To do so, Piepenbring went on a quest through Paisley to search for lost writings, photos, and artifacts that could help round things out and give readers something close to what the artist first envisioned.

Prince’s initial ambitions for the project were grand. He spoke of a memoir that could potentially end racism and later, a book that would be “a handbook for the brilliant community: wrapped in autobiography, wrapped in biography.” The final version isn’t any of those things, really. While the pages Prince originally wrote do have the makings of a memoir — complete with his trademark eye emojis, 2s, Us, and Rs — when paired with Piepenbring’s lengthy prologue, never-before-seen-photos, and an original 11-page treatment of the film Purple Rain, The Beautiful Ones is ultimately rendered more as a scrapbook than a searing personal tale.
But then, it is one hell of a scrapbook. The book kicks off with Piepenbring’s engrossing tale behind the memoir (it dates back to late 2014), how he first became involved, and the surreal but brief friendship he shared with Prince. (It’s an odd and entertaining sensation reading about someone as mystical as the Prince operating a car, as he did one snowy night in Minnesota when he volunteered to drive Piepenbring back to his hotel.)
That soon gives way to the pages the artist wrote before his passing. They represent Prince at his most forthright. The first line, “My mother’s eyes. That’s the 1st thing [eye] can remember,” is an impressively personal and public admission for an artist who hated giving them. But, remarkably, he continues to share, going on to recount his relationship with his parents, his early beginnings as a musician, his experience with racism, and his first kiss with a white girl named Laura: “All lives mattered back then because race didn’t,” he writes. “At least not in r fantasy world. Laura kissed me three times that day. Each time was my 1st. The obligatory husband on the way 2 work kiss, one when u returned, & one b4 u went 2 sleep that night.” These recollections are tender and heartfelt but it’s frustrating when they finally stop short, knowing there are still so many Prince stories left untold. Not having more of his prose here lessens the book’s overall impact.
Yet the back-half of The Beautiful Ones is still a rare treasure trove for Prince fanatics. Included here are a POV photo diary documenting his trip to Los Angeles to sign his first record deal, photo outtakes from the Dirty Mind cover shoot, and early handwritten drafts of “Kiss,” “Do Me Baby,” “Soft and Wet.” With these items, fans get a glimpse at the wonderment and playful imagination of Prince during the early stages of his career.
It all makes The Beautiful Ones a worthy document, even if it fails to live up to the emotional highs of its beginning. But then, what remains is more than enough. We already knew that Prince was a once-in-a-generation songwriter, a brilliant and deft guitar player, singer, and performer who took a vigorous hours- (and sometimes days) -on-end approach to writing and recording music; someone who released almost 40 albums between 1978 – 2015. Getting a very brief glimpse of the things he had been hiding for years on top of all that just feels like a bonus. B+


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Early Lyrics to ‘Purple Rain’ and Other Musical Details From Prince’s New Book
By Justin Curto
The Beautiful Ones includes a few new musical details sure to delight any Prince fan. Photo: Michael Ochs Archives/Getty Images
Famously, when Prince died, he left behind a mysterious vault of unreleased music — enough for over 100 albums, as was widely reported at the time. The contents of the vault were the subject of much intrigue during Prince’s lifetime as well: A book called The Vault: A Definitive Guide to the Musical World of Prince came out in 2004, and the online wiki Prince Vault now attempts to keep a comprehensive record of his unreleased music, among other details of his mysterious life. This is all to say, even if the Purple One did release 39 studio albums, his music career was still relatively mysterious and peculiar — but the man himself was known for being mysterious and peculiar anyway.
The new book The Beautiful Ones was originally intended to be Prince’s memoir, but his death at the beginning of the writing process changed the aim of the book. Editor and co-writer Dan Piepenbring decided instead to write the introduction and to publish Prince’s first handwritten memoir chapters, a collection of photos Prince had assembled from 1977 to 1978, and a few pages of plans for the Purple Rain film — which means The Beautiful Ones includes a few new musical details that are sure to delight any Prince fan. We’ve culled five of the biggest.
The original For You track list included seven different songs — some never released
A photo of a notebook shows an early draft of a track list for Prince’s 1978 debut album, For You. Along with the title song, the lead single (“Soft and Wet”), and “Baby,” this list features seven songs that didn’t make the cut. The titles include “Bodyfreeze,” “Never Really Fell Out of Love With You,” “You Are Everything to Me,” “I Spend My Time Loving You,” “Let Me Touch You,” “Love in the Morning,” and a cover of Stephen Sondheim’s “Send in the Clowns.” It’s unclear whether some of these became tracks on For You or on other Prince recordings, but it is clear that Prince singing “Send in the Clowns” demands to be heard.

One of Prince’s raciest songs may be an unreleased track called “Vagina (Half-Boy, Half-Girl)”
Across from some early lyrics for “Do Me, Baby,” the book includes lyrics for a song called “Vagina (Half-Boy, Half-Girl).” Prince Vault says it may have first been intended for Vanity 6, the early-’80s Star Is Born–inspired (not that one) girl group that Prince directed — which, in fact, he’d wanted to call Vagina. The second verse goes, “I 1ST SAW HER IN A GAY BAR, KISSING ANOTHER GIRL / I TOLD HER, ‘BABY, I’M-A-LOOKING FOR A TURN-ON’ AND SHE SAID … / ‘WELCOME TO MY WORLD,’ ‘WELCOME TO MY WORLD.’” It even includes a rough sketch of the title character, with short hair and breasts, in the bottom-left corner. But with an opening line like “Vagina was half-boy, half-girl,” maybe it’s best that he shelved this one.

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SAVE NOW »Prince’s lyric sheets show the development of some of his biggest hits, including “Purple Rain”
Along with “Do Me, Baby” and “Vagina,” The Beautiful Ones has lyric sheets for “Soft and Wet,” “Dirty Mind,” “Partyup,” “1999,” “Little Red Corvette,” “Let’s Go Crazy,” “Computer Blue,” “Darling Nikki,” “Purple Rain,” “Raspberry Beret,” “Kiss” (titled “Your Kiss”), and “The Beautiful Ones.” While, sadly, none of them are written in purple ink (aside from a small correction to “1999”), “Little Red Corvette” is in all red, and they all give a glimpse into what could have been, with crossed-out lyrics and extra lines. Most notable, a sheet with some jotted lyrics to “Purple Rain” includes some new material:

I don’t want money, I don’t want love.
If I wanted either one, I would buy it.
I want the heavy stuff. What your dreams are made of.
I want control. I’ve got the keys now gimme the driver’s seat. Try it.

I promise I won’t hurt u.
Trust me,
Trust me,
I’m not a politician, I’m a purple musician,
And I only want to set u free.

The Purple Rain movie originally included more unreleased music
Toward the end of the book, Piepenbring includes Prince’s 11-page handwritten synopsis for the Oscar-winning Purple Rain film. The end includes a list of intended songs with tracks like “Can’t Stop This Feeling I Got” (from 1990’s Graffiti Bridge), “Moonbeam Levels” (released on 2016’s posthumous greatest-hits collection, 4ever), and “Wouldn’t U Love to Love Me” (released by Taja Sevelle in 1987 and Prince’s demo included on this year’s Originals). As for the never-released material, the titles include “Too Tough,” “I Just Wanna Be Rich,” and “Bold Generation.”

Editor Dan Piepenbring gives a peek inside the vault
It’s not the first description of Prince’s mythic vault, but Piepenbring does give us more details from his multiple visits to the Paisley Park compound. “I had barely enough time to notice the word Vault painted beside a nearby doorway before Prince led me out to the garage,” he writes of his first visit. (How could you not be on the lookout for the vault?) After Prince’s death, Piepenbring returned to Paisley Park and looked inside the vault. In his words:

The vast majority of it was given over to reels of tape. But in a few steel cabinets toward the front, he’d set aside a few things that jumped out at us right away. Photos and mementos from his childhood, many of them from the same years he’d written about in his memoir pages. Everything was gingerly preserved: early press clippings, his father’s wallet, even a report card from junior high. We were stunned.


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Prince to Receive Star-studded Tribute at Grammy Concert Following 2020 Awards Ceremony
By Amanda Gordon
Let’s go crazy. Photo: Michael Ochs Archives
The Grammy Awards are celebrating the music and legacy of Prince with a tribute concert on January 28. Let’s Go Crazy: The Grammy Salute to Prince features a lively, eclectic lineup, including Usher, Alicia Keys, St. Vincent, Mavis Staples, Beck, and John Legend. Former Prince percussionist Sheila E. and her band will be backing most performers and taking the stage for a set of their own. Common, Earth, Wind & Fire, Foo Fighters, H.E.R., Susanna Hoffs, Chris Martin, Gary Clark Jr., and Juanes are also slated to perform.
Recording Academy president Deborah Dugan said in an official statement: “Prince. The Purple One. His Royal Badness — regardless of how you identify him, he is indisputably one of the greatest musical virtuosos of all time. With his subversive attitude and commanding nature, he straddled musical genres and created electrifying music that was bursting with character. He continues to serve as an inspirational icon for artists and fans worldwide, and we are so honored to pay tribute to his legacy.”
The event will take place at the Los Angeles Convention Center two days after the 62nd annual Grammy Awards and is set to air on TV this April.


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