Tuesday, June 24, 2025

Purple Rain

 

Today I worked on campus because we had another open lab to do training in the test environment of the new system. I also walked with Hardingfele at lunch, but it was hotter than I expected, and I was overdressed in my purple top and khakis. Travalon drove me to work and picked me up, and in the evening we went to a showing of Purple Rain at Flix Brew House. We saw this motorcycle there.



A couple watched us take these photos, and I noticed the woman was wearing purple and also a Prince symbol necklace, so I said. "I'll bet you're going to the same movie that we are." It turns out she is originally from France but apparently loved Prince so much that she moved here...? And that motorcycle belongs to her and her husband - it's a replica of the one in the movie. I was a bit surprised that she didn't have a favorite song by Prince; my two favorites are "Erotic City" and "Alphabet Street." 

They gave all of us free commemorative glasses (sorry, no photo yet) as we went into the theater. Neither Travalon nor I had seen this movie before, and a lot of it made us laugh, but I'm unclear if it was supposed to be funny or if it just seems funny now and almost forty years ago it would have been cool. When Morris Day sang his song about doing "The Bird," the women next to us (who looked way too young to have seen the movie back in the day) were laughing so hard that I couldn't help but laugh. Even the ending made us laugh with how cheesy it was. There isn't a whole lot of plot, just two rival bands and of course the leaders of both bands want the same woman, and in Prince's band there is some intra-band strife, mostly in the form of the two women in the band (who seem to be together, if you know what I mean) always trying to get the band to do songs they had written, and Prince insisting no, only he wrote the songs. I'm not sure if the movie is supposed to be autobiographical, because in that case Prince comes off like a big jerk. At least Morris Day is funny, even if he is a horn dog. I mean, they both are, so pick your poison. Morris Day was just a horn dog, but Prince was a bit malicious. Why the girl chose him over Day is a mystery to me. Maybe she should have formed a threesome with Wendy and Lisa in the band.

There was a special drink for this showing called the "Raspberry Beret," which was a raspberry shandy. However, they wouldn't serve it in our commemorative glasses. Mine came in some sort of Jurassic Park glass that had a picture of a dinosaur and said, "Clever girl." Maybe applicable to the drinker?


Famous Hat


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