I wan't a huge fan of his but Sam Bush's version of 1999 may have changed my life. The Purple Prince of Minneapolis made his mark. The best quote on Prince or all the other musicians were lost comes from my young friends in Horseshoes & Hand Grenades:
Rest in peace, Prince. Thankful for music to get us through life's ever-confusing journey. Thinking about friends, family, and heroes we've lost in the last year. Look the people you love in the eyes and tell em' what they mean to you. Or maybe blast a song in memory of someone who got you through a damn hard time or two. This is what it sounds like when doves cry.
For people who don't understand why others mourn the death of artist,
you need to understand that these people have been a shoulder to cry on. Our rock.
They've been family, friends, leaders, teachers & role models.
Many have taught us what we need to know and what to do when times get rough.
They've Helped us move on. They've pushed us out of bed.
They've helped us live when nobody else had the time to.
Artists have inspired us in endless ways and have been with us though stages in our lives.
We've made memories with them. So when they die, a part of us dies.
amen.
Well said my friend. Well said. Thank You.