It
is for good reason that the Lovesexy concerts are held in high regard.
They offer the most complete package, conceptually and musically, that Prince
ever put together. Other tours may offer more thrills in energy, or music, but
none have the same overarching thematic cohesiveness that the Lovesexy
tour does. This is Prince giving us some of his most personal, and challenging
music, in a high concept performance that gives on every level. Never again
would Prince be so “on message” as he was for this tour. I have previously
dipped in and out of these concerts, but today I would like to go back to the
Japanese leg and in particular the Nagoya concerts. Coming at the end of the
tour these concerts are highly refined and Prince is playing like a well-oiled
machine. The tour may be long, but it has given Prince a chance to master his
craft, and these concerts appear effortless, a testament to the effort Prince
put in to pull them off.
7th
February 1989. Nagoya, Japan.
There
is an obvious difference between the European and US legs of the tour as the
concert begins not with “Erotic City” but with a propulsive “Housequake.” It is
a snappy rendition, the hammering thrusts of the drums the most combative part
of what is an otherwise swaggering introduction to the concert. Prince is
brimming with showmanship from the start. His continual patter with the band
holds the attention just as much as the buoyant groove they are creating. The
music continues to clatter forward, the horns rising quickly to propel us beyond
the minimalist beat before the song collapses into a sultry wash.
From
this lush blanket of synth emerges “Slow Love.” It is a slow-burn introduction to
what will follow. This is far from the longer version I listened to a few
weeks ago from 1987. The song barely enters before
Prince clips its wings. It is merely the start of a suite of songs that drives
the first half of the concert, and the music continues to march forward. It has
a soul mate in “Adore” that it comes paired with. The two songs are a chance to
grab a breath before a helter-skelter of songs follows.
The
first song to come tumbling from this uptempo blitz is “Delirious.” It is all
kinetic energy and very little substance and Prince spins it into “Jack U Off.”
Sadly both songs sound heavily dated in the few years since their release. But
the horn section invigorates their energy and they are neatly slotted into the
setlist.
“Sister”
is drawn from the same predictable arsenal. With some ill-tempered guitar
making an appearance there is a lot to listen for in the rush of sound. This
final scramble of noise contains some nuggets of guitar gold, before Prince
stakes another claim in the world of balladry.
The
embers of “Do Me, Baby,” are fanned into a fire by some dazzling vocal work by
Prince. Not just his croon, but every yelp and spoken word add fuel to the
blazing sexuality of the song. The concert is saturated by the heat of the
moment, and this is undoubtedly an early hotspot in the concert.
The
introduction to “I Wanna Be Your Lover” is a mere feint before the drama of
“Head” makes an appearance. The sweaty backing vocals lubricate the main chorus
of Prince, slipping the song further into a decadent sense of raw sex. Brevity
is the enemy. The song is five minutes, but one wishes it was much more. Some
timely sax work towards the end from Eric Leeds steps us out of its dense sound
and easily into the following number.
The
horn stays with us for a quickfire “Girls And Boys.” There is very little for
us to sink our teeth into here, and is a quick transition to a full-length “A
Love Bizarre.” The song has a warmth that carries across the entire length of
the song. It does sound fast, but it retains all its hooks, along with some
horn flurries that color it beyond what is heard on record. The slippery funk
of Miko’s guitar underpins most of the song, and remains the definitive sound
of the song, as much as Eric Leeds tugs and pulls at the song with his own
petulant sound.
“When
U Were Mine” blazes like a comet across the concert, its youthful innocence (in
sound at least) illuminating the otherwise dense material. There is a
simplicity underlying the driving energy, and although many of these songs have
come rapidly tumbling by, it is “When U Were Mine” that holds the most energy.
From
this pop kaleidoscope emerges “Little Red Corvette” still sounding as fresh as
it did the day it was released. Prince’s opening words place it into context
for the Lovesexy concerts, but the opening verse and chorus are as
familiar as ever. It is a mere taster, Prince has much more he wants to reveal,
and the song doesn’t outlive the guitar solo.
There
is much promise in “Controversy,” but it remains a slave to the needs of the
concert, driving us quickly forward for a minute before disappearing into the
rhythmic opening of “U Got The Look.” “U Got The Look” barely does any better,
and this section of the concert rushes by all too quickly.
“Superfunkycalifragisexy”
is the dark cloud that comes over the concert, and brings us to the darkest
moment of the concert and we descend into the madness of “Bob George.”
Thematically this sees Prince’s protagonist reach the lowest point of the
concert, yet musically it is a high point as Prince pushes his funk into a
challenge for the audience. The concert is reaching a turning point, but first,
we must navigate Prince and his challenge as he draws the darkness out of his
music and personalizes it in song.
The
counterpoint to this is the timeless “Anna Stesia,” a song that draws its power
from the confessional tone it takes as Prince offers lyrics that lay bare an
honest truth from within. It is the very crux of these Lovesexy shows,
the lynchpin that pulls together Prince’s themes and concepts in a single song
that defines this era better than any other. As the guitar threads its way
through the second half of the song the music draws in. The sparse and lonely
opening is replaced by a cohesive overview of Prince and his belief as he
clearly signposts the way to salvation. It is both spiritually and musically
fulfilling, and immediately the entire Lovesexy concert makes sense.
“Cross
The Line” uplifts, but it doesn’t carry the same weight as the previous “Anna
Stesia.” However, it does bring light to the concert and heralds in the new
beginning that is the second half of the show.
While
the Lovesexy songs of this portion of the concert aren’t abridged as the
songs in the first half, they are snappy, and Prince continues with his uptempo
run through the set-list. “Eye No” is the first out of the gate, a hook-laden
marvel with melody and instruments flowing from every groove. It is audio
overload and speaks to the promiscuous creativity of Prince at the time. The
song demands you hit repeat to catch every glistening note as it bursts from
the speakers.
The
titular “Lovesexy” continues in the same vein, with an endless flow of ideas
and music coming from Prince and the band. It bubbles with polyrhythmic beats
and glorious melodies, each competing with the other to catch the ear. The pace
remains uncompromising. There is barely time to settle on one thought before
another comes to bloom in the ear, each just as essential to the direction of
the concert.
There
is a swing to “Glam Slam,” and a lightness that isn’t immediately apparent on the
record. With Prince calling to the audience to dance it is one last joyous
celebration before the pious and hallowed following two songs.
“The
Cross” sets the standard for this heavenly double shot, Prince building the
song from the ashes of “Glam Slam”. The sound of salvation fills the air as
Prince takes the pulpit with his guitar playing standing enthralled by his
religious fervor. The Dortmund VHS releases give us some sense of this onstage
rapture, and this concert sounds every bit as good as that as Prince loses
himself in the music and his beliefs.
Atop
the mountain, Prince faces down his own “I Wish U Heaven,’ a song that sounds
as divine as its title. What it lacks in intensity it more than makes up for in
pop sheen and purity of intent. Shelia E takes lead vocals, it is a timely
counterpoint to Prince and the intensity of the last fifteen minutes. This is
no extended version to my disappointment, and the song wraps up neatly after a
few minutes.
“Kiss”
sounds unbalanced and out of kilter, and as much as I want to like it, I don’t.
That’s not to say there’s nothing to recommend here, but it is well-trodden
ground and this arrangement doesn’t add anything fresh to the original.
There
isn’t much to latch onto for “Dance On.” The jittery percussive drive remains,
but it is chopped off and exists mostly as an introduction to Sheila E and her
“Transmississippi Rap.” That naturally lends itself to a furious drum solo that
demonstrates an uncompromising power and invention as she travels around the
drum kit.
The
piano set feels achingly short, and while the gravity of Prince’s a capella
opening holds me enthralled, the rest of the set can’t compare. “When 2 R In
Love” surrenders all too easily to “Venus De Milo,” a fine match but like a
summer wine it slips away too easily, leaving only an aftertaste and warm
memories. Against such company “Starfish And Coffee” sounds childish in
comparison, and “Raspberry Beret” more so as each glides by beneath Prince’s
fingertips. “Strange Relationship” brings a sense of occasion back to
proceedings as Prince reveals a layer of funk beneath the piano’s veneer, a
funk that can’t be denied in the darkness of the concert hall. However, the
storm quickly passes as Prince rounds off the piano set with a lightning flash
of “Chopsticks,” “Condition Of The Heart,” and “International Lover,” before
circling back to the closing “When 2 R In Love.”
Prince
returns the concert to a more conventional greatest hits extravaganza with
“Let’s Go Crazy” There is a mischievous snarl in the opening riff, suggesting
some bad-tempered guitar work might follow. It isn’t to be. Prince avoids any
excess and presents a heavily neutered version. The final rush is exhilarating
without any sense of dramatic tension or danger, undoing the opening that
promised much.
Prince
stays with his hits, and “When Doves Cry,” although familiar, is just as hollow
as “Let’s Go Crazy,’ that proceeded it. It is curious to see Prince
under-powering these hits from his largest album, but with the concert
delivering so much earlier one can’t be too disappointed.
There
is a release with “Purple Rain.” It is the most well-known song of the concert,
and the Japanese crowd latch onto it immediately. It has an elegant swirl, and
although not a weighty version, it still commands respect. Prince’s guitar solo
comes early, a tempest that will not wait, and although it howls and squalls,
it never hits with the hurricane-force intensity of some other circulating
versions. It remains an essential part of any Prince concert, and even in a
concept-heavy concert such as this, it finds its rightful place to fit. It’s
not epic, but it blends in with the surrounding material and makes for a nice
touchstone near the end of the concert.
One
can hear that the end is near in the fanfare that brings forth “1999” It is not
a respectful rendition of the song we know from the 1999 album, but rather an
excuse to have the crowd involved for one last time. The flesh of the song is
soon discarded, leaving just the bones of the music and the crowd chanting
“party.” Retooled as a song that belongs to the audience it works remarkably
well, and although there is disappointment in the fact the original song is
gone, one can’t help but rejoice in these final minutes of the party. It’s not
quite the ending to the concert we might have expected by halfway through the
concert, but after a string of 1980’s hits, it sees the concert finish on a
definitive high.
This
concert is quite a journey. From the opening run through Prince’s back catalog
to the uplifting spiritual component, the concert runs a gamut of emotion
before the final triumphant blaze of Purple Rain era songs. There is a sense of
purpose throughout, and every song is carefully placed in the setlist, making
for a well-crafted, almost theatrical experience. Thirty years on I still find
myself listening for clues, and experiencing the concert as if for the first
time. Prince would revisit the spiritual aspects of his music later in his
career, but he never did it as in-depth, or with such aplomb as he did here.
This is Prince at the apex of his spirituality and musical creativity, and it
all comes together in a heady mixture that will always be defined by the
Lovesexy tour.