We can funk until the dawn.
Prince’s Erotic City came up on my itunes the other day, and now it’s in my head for a good month at least.
When I was very little (3 or so) I had a super awesome brown Fisher Price record player and my parents bought me lots of fantastic ’80s pop singles, such as Cyndi Lauper’s Girls Just Wanna Have Fun, Beat It by Michael Jackson, some Madonna, Ghostbusters… and Let’s Go Crazy, by Prince, the B-side of which is this song, Erotic City.
And this song was always my favorite! Way cooler than Let’s Go Crazy. Of course, I had no idea what they were saying or referring to in this song. It just cracks me up… I really wonder what my parents were thinking when I was playing this in my room all the time. For years. Really. Ha.
I remember playing again when I was a bit older and thinking, “wait, did he just say ‘fuck until the dawn’?” And that’s what I assumed he was saying from then on. I don’t think I played it as loudly in my room when my parents were home after that.
Anyway, it wasn’t until much later that I looked it up on the internet and saw there was some controversy around the use of the word “fuck” and that maybe he was actually saying “funk.” Oh horse shit, that is so fuck.
Funny none the less. Oh and I just looked up George Clinton’s cover and it freaks me out. And there is no way they’re saying funk.
