Picked-up Prince's latest album from my favorite rag in town. It's sexy, economical, neat and funky. Like Stevie W, he breathes with music. Even the filler makes you move. Don't go searching for the holy grail, your hips won't like it. In other news, super-good to hear the phenomenal, ghost riding 'Born Free' separated from it's silly video counterpart. Not reviewing Maya though, she's way overexposed.
