"i am music and i don't ever wanna give this up" - prince.

See that photo? I took that photo. Of Prince. I was close enough to Prince. To take that photo. SOAK IT THE FUCK IN, BITCHES. Why is this so delayed? Please re-read the previous sentence. So, Prince did three concerts in Los Angeles on March 28th. And my ass was at...well, two of them. Due to a minor "age" issue, I was at the 7:00 PM show at the Nokia Theatre and the 12:00AM show at Club Nokia. 

SET LIST FROM NOKIA THEATRE:

Old Skool Company

Crimson and Clover

1999

I Feel 4 U

Controversy

Shhhh

If I Was Ur Girlfriend

Kiss

Play That Funky Music

Hollywood Swinging

Come Together

Purple Rain

Let's Go Crazy

The Bird

Jungle Love

The Glamorous Life (Featuring SHIELA E.)

Yes, SHIELA FREAKIN' E was there. And that bitch looks HOT and not a day over 30. I mean, it was just a two hour dance party. That's all it was. Prince was entertaining and interactive, incredibly present, and the most incredible musician to see live. His guitar solos are otherworldly. He opened the show teasing the crowd, saying: "Naw, y'all ain't ready", and I really fucking was not.

The line for the 12:00AM gig was where the party is at. Let me tell you how poorly organized it was. So originally, the line for the G.A. seats was outside the club. That sounds smart, right? Yeah, it was! So then they MOVED the line to the middle of the courtyard of the complex these venues are all on, like...100 feet away from the entrance. That sounds pointless and needlessly complicated, because IT WAS. So, anyway, about an hour into the wait, they move about 20 people from that line to a "holding area" about 50 feet from the club. Here's the problem with that. Other assholes who are either blind or think they're special ignore the line of 1000+ people in the courtyard, and hop on behind the 20-30 people in the second line. So, a team of rogue crusaders, aka me and the 4-5 people closest to me in the line, take on the special duty of "line organizers/security guards" and keep people moving in the correct direction. You'd think VENUE STAFF might do this, but no. One guy honestly got offered MONEY to let a guy and his girlfriend cut. Remember, none of us ACTUALLY work there at all. LOL. So anyway, me and my new besties shove our way into the VIP Pit, and Prince plays the most incredible, low key, jazz funk show that I've ever seen.

SET LIST FROM CLUB NOKIA:

Under the Cherry Moon

Dreaming of U

Lay U're Hands On Me

Journey to the Center of Your Heart

The Sun, The Moon, and Stars

Sometimes It Snows in April

When the Lights Go Down

I Love U But I Don't Trust U Anymore

She Spoke to Me

A Large Room With No Light

Sweet Thing (Featuring Chaka Kahn)

Insatiable

Scandalous

The Beautiful Ones

Nothing Compares 2 U

Yes, seriously. Chaka fucking Kahn. Imagine it. You're standing 10 feet from Prince, and this amazing female voice comes from backstage. Chaka walks out. She's singing Sweet Thing. You're screaming, and jumping, and cheering, with about two hundred other people crammed into this tiny space. And then a girl next to you screams, taps her boyfriend's shoulder, and shouts: "OH MY GOD. It's Patti LaBelle!" 

The show was amazing, it lasted until about 2:30 A.M, and bitches were literally walking out of there COMPLAINING about it being jazz and ballad-heavy. Shut the fuck up, you just heard him sing "A Large Room With No Light" and Chaka fucking Kahn, realize you're blessed and get out so I can get back to my damn hotel before 3AM, assholes. That's fucking 6AM in NYC time.

But you know it was all worth it. It had to be. It's Prince. I mean, what else can you even say besides, it's mothafuckin' PRINCE. 

Oh, and if you haven't watched this, do yourself a favor and watch it asap: Basketball with Prince

xoxo,

Miss Julie

purple victory!!!

So, for those who are curious, I was 100% successful in my Prince tickets endeavor. Amazing seats too! You can count on a FULL review of what goes down at the gigs, and hopefully some audio/video too!

xoxo

J

File this under: shit that is going to be fucking BRILLIANT. So, "Heathers" (aka Mean Girls before Mean Girls was Mean Girls except BETTER), is coming to the stage as a musical. Kevin Murphy (Reefer Madness) and Laurence O'Keefe (of Legally Blonde: The Musical, The Bailey Hanks Debacle notoriety) are writing the book and music for this new slice of genius pie. In the L.A. reading, Kristen Bell played Veronica, Christian Campbell stepped into Christian Slater's shoes at J.D., Jenna Leigh Green (really?) played Heather Chandler (really), and James Snyder played Ram. So the cast is pretty great across the board, though all clearly WELL beyond high school. Andy Fickman will direct. 

Yours truly had a chance to hear some of the music, and it's pretty fucking great. Just to give you a taste? There's a song about blue balls, a brilliant opening number that ties into Veronica's "Dear Diary..." stuff, a healthy collection of rock numbers inspired by everything from The Beastie Boys to classic musical theatre, and yes, there is a "My Dead Gay Son" number. 

So hang on to your corn nuts, kids, because this baby is going regional in 2010 (supposedly), and then onto Broadway after that. And once they start selling bleach at the merch booth, you're gonna have to watch what you drink.

xoxo!!

forecast for next weekend? PURPLE MOTHAFUCKIN' RAIN.

Okay, so anyone who's met me for even five minutes knows that I would surrender my body and vagina in a heartbeat for Prince. Honestly, that sexy motherfucker could tell me to clean his bathroom with my tongue and I'd be like YES SIR. But here's the thing, I have NEVER seen him perform live. It's like this giant fucking empty void in my life. Why, you ask? Well, the one time scheduling and my finances and everything worked out so I could buy tickets, his ass went on the fucking MUSICOLOGY TOUR. I wasn't gonna drop 350$ to see him perform the shittiest music he's ever released! F that shit. 

So anyway, next weekend (March 28th), Prince is doing THREE SHOWS in ONE NIGHT in Los Angeles. One at the Nokia Center (7PM), one at the Conga Room (9:30PM), and one at Club Nokia (12:00AM). And in one a half hours, when tickets go onsale, my ass is buying tickets, getting a flight, and going to fuckin' L.A. I'm just gonna do it and fuck everything else! I'm gonna be eating McDonalds and walking to class for awhile, but it's worth it. 

My crazy, purple-lovin' ass is going to L.A. on 5 days notice to see my purple perfect prince charming and I'm not even gonna lie, I'll probably burst into tears when he steps onstage.

Why? Because I love everything I've heard off his new release(s) LOTUSFLOW3R/MLPS SOUND (drops March 29th in a Target store near you!).

So here's a cut from his new funktastic album for you, it's a dirty-nasty fuck jam and if you don't know what the lyrics mean, you betta ask somebody! Here's the LINK. 

xoxo!!!

allegedly...

- Which one-named Broadway diva is more than a little jealous of her handsome hubby's success? We hear she has some sharp words for his new cast-mates. She's more than a little bitter that she wasn't cast. Too bad the girl playing the part she wanted is over 20 years younger than her. Oops.

- This member of a certain pink Broadway tour isn't really famous yet, though he did a show with a major fan-base before this. Anyway, turns out he enjoys bringing girls back to his hotel room after the show. This wouldn't be a problem if he bothered to check ID. One of his last trysts was only 15. Ouch. 

- Everyone is saying that this up-and-coming diva is on the brink of major success, and it's probably true. She should probably get her drug addiction under control before she hits the big time though. She once got so desperate for her fix that she asked some groupies at the stage door to buy for her. 

- What hard-up-for work actor (who has gone from a flop in a record store to one on the football field) got a day job at a pizza place? You used to be able to find him serving pies on 47th and Broadway when he wasn't getting callbacks.

We wish we could name names, but sometimes the gossip is just too good and the backlash is just too much, these shouldn't be TOO hard to figure out though.

xoxo,

J

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xoxoxoxo hugs and kisses and cobwebs and rainbows,

Julie

it's uncontrollable, and i just can't help it...

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Okay, if we wanted to talk runway fashion I'm dying over, we totally could, but let's be real here. It's a recession. Ain't nobody affording that shit this time around unless you're Lindsay Lohan. So, these are some of my favorite, fabulous, fantastic Spring obsessions that won't totally break the bank.

...Don't wear them all at the same time.

Seriously.

Regina Clutch via Bakers Shoes.

Dip-dye Necklace via Asos.com. 

Leopard Tee via Forever21. 

Studded Boots via Bakers Shoes. 

Ruffle Sequin Cardigan via Forever21.

Boyfriend Jeans via Lucky. 

they say i'm crazy. i really don't care.

Maybe someone will like this blog enough to buy me these shoes. Then it'll all be worth it.

xoxo.

Shoes via Net-A-Porter.com