Once in a while Prince gets back to his roots. If Dirty Dancing was a sport, this would be the soundtrack. It's downright nasty, misogynist, funky and frankly, irresistible.
A superannuated child of the 70s and 80s who got waylaid by music and has never quite recovered. I write for a living (stop laughing at the back) but this is my therapy, my happiness, my refuge.
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