I hate to say it, but this is a good EP hiding inside an overblown album. Morning Papers, My Name is Prince, Sexy MF and 7. These are the only songs you need to hear from this album ever again. Prince’s purple patch (yes, I did just say that) went from 1978-1988 but in the early 90s he was kind of looking for a direction. He was fighting with his record company (he famously wrote Slave on his face to complain about his treatment), he changed his name to an unpronounceable symbol. All the signs were there that he was a bit lost. By any measure this is the last Prince album most people will have heard, and frankly, aside from the above-mentioned tracks, there’s not a whole lot here for the casual listener.
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