Get DAT MONEY, Prince!
Twenty years ago I was six and so my engagement of entertainment news watching ZZZAP! and seeing if that evil annoying bitch Daisy Dares had dared the handymen to throttle her yet.
Accordingly, I guess I wasn’t aware of this shit, but apparently Prince had a HUGEEEEE wine-throwing falling out with his then-record label Warner that was so epic he called himself a slave, changed his name to a symbol to piss them off then released some shitty albums to fulfil his contract.
But since we live in a tough economy and sparkly platform shoes don’t pay for themselves, Prince has decided artistic integrity and the whole point he made such a big fuss about making isn’t so important any more, and has just signed a mega-deal with Warner to re-release all of his old albums.
Translation: Prince is GETTING DAT MONEY!!!
Now, a lot of you might be sitting there thinking ‘Prince is such a turncoat sell-out’ or ‘Prince might as well just be Jennifer Lopez at a dictator’s birthday party!’ and that may well be, but looking like a gender confused explosion of MAC concealer isn’t cheap, nor is a lavish wardrobe of spandex catsuits, so give a guy a break.
Prince basically entering in an agreement for Warner Brothers to re-release all of his old material is his way of saying “Yes I had standards. Yes I bitch and moan about people hearing the same stuff over and over again, and Yes, I still hate Madonna, but fuck it, I’m going to get even more filthy rich…i’ll spare a thought for integrity whilst I replace my loo roll with $100 bills made with Madonna’s face on them!”
I always wondered why he had that squiggly ass symbol for a name, but like most of my ignoramus generation I had more important things to focus on, like writing about Kim Kardashian.