What a tragic year 2016 was.
A memory came up on my Facebook this week, from 2012. I had posted a status, asking if anyone wanted to come and see Prince with me. (I was 22 at the time.) There were two replies, both from men, one saying "I would, but I have a penis" and the other said "all the fags let me hear you say yeah".
A simple question about seeing one of the most revered musicians of all time, and the responses I got were incredibly homophobic. I remember being deflated by that at the time. I simply wrote back, "your loss".
I ended up going on my own. I was situated at almost the very back of Melbourne's biggest indoor concert venue, and positioned pretty much behind the stage, and I had an amazing night, rocking the fuck out for three hours, dancing on my own in the aisle. I remember being a little sad that Purple Rain "only" went for 10 minutes, because he'd been playing it for up to 40 minutes on that tour, but it was fucking sick, and if my memory serves me correctly Chuck D came out for a couple of songs as well.
I feel so lucky that I was able to see him that night, and I'm about one-twentieth the fan that Laz is.