Despite an occasional weak album (like Lovesexy, the one this tour is named after) and significant personal shortcomings (like his bullshit apocalyptic worldview), Prince has grown so much both as a musician and as a pop persona since his debut album ten years ago that he is now easily the most dynamic pop star of the day–perhaps even the greatest pop star of the entire decade. From all early reports, the Lovesexy tour does what the Lovesexy album doesn’t do by following up the Sign “O” the Times multimedia project. In that 1987 double album–far and away Prince’s best record and the best pop release of last year–and, even more gloriously, in the concert film of the same name that followed the disc by a few months, Prince ranges from classic love-man ballads to James Brown rants to funky psychedelic ditties to Sly Stone rave-ups (with a new band that funks the Revolution into memory’s recesses), laying down this veritable history of black pop styles with triumphant ease, humor, and conviction, and an androgynous Princely weirdness that weakens your knees and spins you dizzy with its onslaught of sex and significance. Now, in this three-hour multimillion-dollar concert extravaganza, Prince expands that project to work his entire amazing career into the orgiastic celebration. Better be safe and wear loose clothing. Saturday through Monday, 8 PM, Rosemont Horizon, 6920 Mannheim, Rosemont; 635-6600 or 559-1212.
Art accompanying story in printed newspaper (not available in this archive): photo/John Bernstein.