{"version":"1.0","provider_name":"Sgwrs Tei Bow","provider_url":"http:\/\/52.19.228.105\/cy","author_name":"Clarke Roberts","author_url":"http:\/\/52.19.228.105\/cy\/author\/clarke-roberts\/","title":"Remembering Prince | Bow Tie Talks","type":"rich","width":600,"height":338,"html":"<blockquote class=\"wp-embedded-content\" data-secret=\"Or4KPUzQSI\"><a href=\"http:\/\/52.19.228.105\/cy\/2016\/04\/22\/remembering-prince\/\">Remembering Prince<\/a><\/blockquote><iframe sandbox=\"allow-scripts\" security=\"restricted\" src=\"http:\/\/52.19.228.105\/cy\/2016\/04\/22\/remembering-prince\/embed\/#?secret=Or4KPUzQSI\" width=\"600\" height=\"338\" title=\"&#8220;Remembering Prince&#8221; &#8212; Bow Tie Talks\" data-secret=\"Or4KPUzQSI\" frameborder=\"0\" marginwidth=\"0\" marginheight=\"0\" scrolling=\"no\" class=\"wp-embedded-content\"><\/iframe><script>\n\/*! 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If you know me personally you&#8217;ll understand that the news that broke yesterday has completely shaken me and I left reeling and shocked. For those of you who don&#8217;t, Prince contributed so much to the person I am today and his passing feels more like a personal bereavement than the mere sadness that another human is no longer alive. It was 2006 before I bought my first Prince album, 3121. Shameful as, being an avid fan of Michael Jackson, many people had suggested I listen to Prince in order to broaden my musical horizons. I&#8217;m eternally grateful that my friend Fred, alerted me to Prince&#8217;s new release that day in the PE changing rooms at Rossett School, as had it not been for his simple suggestion, I would not have experienced the whole other world that is created when listening to and watching Prince. My teens were a difficult time in my life. I was struggling with my identity, with my sexuality and whilst Michael Jackson&#8217;s music provided me with an escape, Prince gave me so much more. Prince filled those gaps in my character that I was struggling so hard to complete on my own. Prince taught me that it was okay to be sexually liberated and to constantly question that status quo; he taught me that it was okay to dress how I wanted and to not be fearful of challenging the social boundaries and accepted norms enforced on us from birth. Prince wore high heels; I wore white winkle picker Chelsea boots with a two inch heel. Prince wore tighter-than-tight trousers; I too felt confident enough to wear my &#8220;spray-on&#8221; skinny jeans. Prince was sexually electric and oozed confidence in his appearance and appeal; I was deluded! No, I jest. Prince gave me confidence in myself and allowed me to accept the person I wanted to be. To this day I still prefer tighter fitting clothes; I still prefer a shoe that provides me with a little extra height; I still feel confident in the person I am&#8230;and that&#8217;s thanks to Prince. Then Prince gave me the music. Songs written with such intricacy and thought than each one can be interpreted in a different way every time you listen. Guitar riffs that completely encapsulate you and transport you to world where music is not only an auditory experience, but one that floods every sense with a wave of emotion and feeling. Prince&#8217;s musical talent alone &#8211; playing every instrument, arranging, composing and writing every song, producing ever album &#8211; is something to be marvelled at. A feat that is extremely rare in today&#8217;s &#8220;musicians&#8221;. His live shows were electric: I was blessed enough to have seen him in concert twice. My first experience was during his record-breaking 21 night [&hellip;]"}