In case you've been living under a rock for the past few days, Prince has died.
His, as in the death's of Michael Jackson and Whitney Houston, hits hard for a generation who grew up with his music, which was so omnipresent in the 80s it functioned as a kind of sonic wallpaper. His music, "Darling Nikki," in fact, was the impetus for the PMRC, the censorship group responsible for those "parental warning" stickers. But what got lost, and I think still gets lost, when one talks about Prince's music is the way he wrote about female sexuality, and not just sexual as performance for a man's pleasure. And to a little girl growing up in the 80s, that meant something.