One Night Alone...with Prince. I was alone with Prince the evening of June 3, 2002, when he played the Saskatchewan Centre of the Arts in Regina, Saskatchewan, Canada, during His One Night Alone...with Prince tour. Even though every one of the 2,031 seats was taken, the feeling for me inside that concert hall was one of intimacy. It wasn't just a musical concert or performance...it was a profoundly spiritual, almost out-of-body experience. Prince was 'speaking' directly to me. His energy and his light and his presence were so strong, so powerful...I had never experienced anything like it before. The power of music.
I was alone with Prince one night during the summer of 1984, as a 15-year old young girl-woman sitting in a small prairie city theatre watching The Kid on the big screen. It was a big deal to drive the 20 miles into town...a high school friend drove her big boat of a car into the city of Moose Jaw. I remember sitting in the back row of the theatre, absorbing everything about him. I remember sobbing throughout Purple Rain' - sobbing with empathy, with sympathy, with awe, with admiration, with love for him. The power of music.
I was alone with Prince on April 21, 2016. I was alone with Prince as I cried my way through the spring and summer of 2016. I was alone with Prince on Thursday, October 13, 2016 at his tribute concer in St. Paul, Minnesota. I was alone with Prince as I rode (and cried) in the back of a cab on my way to Paisley Park on Friday, October 14, 2017. As I awaited my turn to tour Paisley Park (that still boggles my mind – still doesn't seem right), standing in the parking lot as close to the grass as I could get (I actually started walking on the grass, until a security guard said that it wasn't allowed - I wanted to be as close to Him as I could get), a gentle soul approached me. We briefly chatted about why each of us was there at Paisley Park, and she kindly shared thoughts of her just-finished Paisley Park experience. We snapped a few photos, I gave her my e-mail contact information, and we said goodbye. The bright spirit with whom I connected that bright October Friday morning on the grounds of Paisley Park is the curator of The People's Museum for Prince project. I am alone with Prince no more.
Becki M. Schultz was born and lives in Moose Jaw, Saskatchewan, Canada. Never underestimate the power of music.