My mom and I had just gotten out of the theater having seen Purple Rain. I was 12 years old. My mom was a huge Prince fan, and hence was I.

We decided to go get something to eat on the way back to the car. Somewhere in Westwood/Century City, where we saw the movie, there was this new type of place… a place that sold frozen yogurt instead of ice cream. To make it even crazier, they had a video jukebox. So we just put in our money to see every Prince video on the jukebox, from “Let’s Go Crazy” to “Controversy”. Anyway, yup, a video jukebox in a frozen yogurt place. Ah, the 80s.

(Next early memory, something very painful for me as kid, but hilarious to recall now, also involving show business.)