Past midnight. I'm listening at Adrianne Lenker's performance at the Tiny desk (home) series with a bitter taste in my mouth. "What a dream it was, I almost couldn't wake because" this amazing singer is playing at the Cedar Lake Cultural center for only $25 bucks, but everything is sold out. Repeat, rejoice those who got their tickets early. For those left behind, come and join me. Let's grief together tonight. 

Minneapolis, Minnesota has a color. It's ultraviolet purple. It has to be purple, the embodiment of Prince's legacy. So much purple, like a living stream pooring all streets from the northeast art district to uptown. We are socked in purple as we rush holding hands for a concert night at First Avenue. Our step on pools of cold purple water, and then, our clothes felt heavy as those are already socked in purple as well. Prince is still alive.There is always music in town.