Not a huge fan, but had several poignant memories related to Prince in my life. Had a record player when I was a little kid, and my dad would get pissed when I would play my "Let's Get Crazy" (with "Deelevator" on the B-side) instead of my "Little Drummer Boy" record around Christmastime. Once had to follow a terrific "Purple Rain" performance in karaoke that left the ladies moist; that's a hard act to follow. And my favorite cheap, local casino in Las Vegas - shout out to Sante Fe Station and its stained carpet - had a Prince impressionist in their "club" that we would go see about once a month.