 
Publication: Orange County Register [US]
Date: August 17, 1997
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Title: "As Promoter, The Artist is a Prince"
Written By: Sonia Murray
The pop giant turns effusive as he takes his music to the Internet and
doesn't look back.
To his right, five Crayola-bright shirt/pant combinations hang
perfectly spaced. With matching heels directly underneath.
In front of the mirror, hair styling accessories are as
meticulously laid out over a towel.
So far, this is what we expect.
Then he smiles. He becomes animated. He speaks in more than one
sentence. And he doesn't speak in a whisper.
He is the new Artist, formerly known as Prince. And he's
surprisingly forthcoming. The 39-year-old Minneapolis native who
has changed his name from the one Mattie and John Nelson gave him _
Prince Rogers _ to Prince, then to an indecipherable symbol, then
to the Artist Formerly Known as Prince, and finally to the more
sufferable the Artist, doesn't make things a fraction as difficult
as pronouncing the glyph he adopted as his name four years ago. In
fact, just two hours before he embarks on an evening that will
begin with a concert at 8 and end around 4 a.m., the Artist is
anything but the slight, half-naked, young man who responded to
Dick Clark with hand signals so many "American Bandstands" ago.
In the dressing room at the CoreStates Center _ past the bald
bodyguard with the Secret Service cord around his ear _ the
still-slight but older man in black pants and a black lace shirt
opened four buttons deep awaits.
In his first one-on-one print interview since his "Jam of the
Year" tour began July 21, the Artist deals succinctly with the loss
of his and wife Mayte's first child ("There's really nothing else I
need to say about it. This was God's plan. ") and the June folding
of EMI, which distributed his last triple-CD, "Emancipation"
("That's business. ").
Then, he spends the next hour revealing where his head is, now
that the Prince ruled by Warner Bros. is clearly part of the
Artist's past.
"I feel like I'm starting all over again," he announces to a
dressing room devoid of an entourage. There's more going on on his
ear _ dotted with gold studs and a decoration across the top _ than
in the lair of the long-elusive star.
"It all began with my 'Emancipation,' " he continues, referring
to his album and his release from the Warner Bros. contract that
reportedly could have earned him $ 100million. "And the only time
the artist I used to be shows himself is onstage. And even he is a
little different now. "
Dig if you will this picture: With 15 minutes left in a fairly
mild-mannered, 2-hour-plus show, the Artist invites a woman onstage.
"You've got to dance for me," he insists.
Probably thinking this was still the guy who combined sex and
spirituality in many a tune and brought a bed onstage to simulate
intercourse during his "Dirty Mind" tour, the young woman decides
to lift the back of her denim dress and shake her uncovered and
substantial endowment at the audience.
The Artist backs away from her. And later on, when someone
tells him that they thought the woman was part of the show,
disbelief stretches across his face.
"Well, what does that say about me? " he asks innocently, but
with the same grin that lured Apollonia into the waters of Lake
Minnetonka to "purify herself" in his 1984 film "Purple Rain. "
Perhaps it's a rhetorical question. Or perhaps it's true that
the unabashed member of the top pop triumvirate (Michael Jackson,
Madonna and him) who wore butt-less pants on the MTV Awards can now
be taken aback by a woman who leaves her bra onstage.
"I already know that when people read this, they're going to
say, 'Man, I expected him to do this' or 'I didn't expect him to
talk about that,' " the Artist says. "I know what a lot of people
think of me. I know how I'm portrayed in the media. And it's not
always wrong. I'll admit I play a part in it. I have always been a
private person. But I also know that reporters come to me with
their agendas, already knowing the story that they want to write.
And if it doesn't square with me and my agenda, I'll be polite, but
I probably won't say much. And that 'Oh, he's so mysterious'
reputation lingers. "
TAKING CONTROL
OF HIS BUSINESS
Yet it is more important now than at any time in his career
that he be an accessible Artist. Without the machine of a major
record label behind him, it is up to the Artist and his small staff
to promote his upcoming release, "Crystal Ball," and sell it
(solely) on the Internet.
The three-CD collection _ actually packaged in a crystal ball _
is made up of mostly bootlegged songs. It will follow
"Emancipation," a barely impressiveeffort on the Billboard charts.
The Artist says, because of the royalty structure, it has earned
him the most money he's made since the 10 million-seller "Purple
Rain. "
The Artist is getting more than just financial payback by being
in control of his music. "Emancipation" was also his first
critically heralded CD of the decade. "Click, click, the chains
were released and I could go about my craft with a different mind
state," he explains.
Now the Artist says his "new" career is fueled by the
"ever-pressing fact that most musicians, especially of the darker
persuasion, usually leave this business with nothing. That's why
I'll be on the road until 1999, shifting the level of
consciousness. "
And drawing from those he feels do the same.
So in that vein, alleged Unabomber Ted Kaczynski is "a genius"
to the Artist. "Have you read that manifesto? What he's saying in
that thing, that you have got to stop restricting people and
minorities or it could come back to hurt you, is brilliant. "
Nation of Islam leader Louis Farrakhan, he says, "may get the
message twisted sometimes, but I like what he says about
empowerment. "
Same goes for Essence editor Susan Taylor and her monthly "In
the Spirit" column. Muhammad Ali, whom the Artist will join for an
October benefit, is a hero to him because "he has always stuck to
his principles. " "Teen Summit," a Saturday talk show on BET, is his
favorite on the tube. "It just inspires me to see young people
talking it out and trying to work through it all. Elevating their
level of consciousness. "
Consciousness elevating even comes down to diet. The Artist
"won't eat anything with parents" (meat), and his wife has him
growing his own food in his effort to make himself "more clear and
more receptive of God's gift _ the present. "
So, of course, he passes on the bite-size ham sandwiches the
hostess offers him at his after-party/30-minute concert at Egypt, a
club close to CoreStates Center. The grapes? He'll take those. And now anyone
who has paid the $ 19.99 (wink, wink) to get in, get
access to the V.I.P. section, and then to the enclosed very V.I.P.,
is a target.
He lifts. He aims. He throws.
Misses.
He waves the hostess with the platter back to him. Picks up the
crackers. Ping! He's hit the back of someone's head.
"I'm approaching 40 but I feel like I'm 4," the Artist smirks.
"Because I'm free. And it is amazing the sounds your soul makes
when you're not writing for radio. When you're not writing to
please a record company or have the No. 1 song on the Billboard
charts. Your soul doesn't have a roof over it any longer. "
And hey, before you know it, you may find yourself doing news
conferences, online chats and the occasional backstage interview.
Baring that soul, or at least as much as he feels like, to the
media.
GRAPHIC: 'I'm approaching 40 but I feel like
I'm 4,' says the former Prince, now out of his Warner Bros. contract. 'Because
I'm free. And it is amazing the sounds your soul makes when you're not writing
for radio. When you're not writing to please a record company or have the No. 1
song on the Billboard charts.'
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