Prince and Eyedea. Two local impresarios who defined Minnesota music in their own right -- Prince in the mainstream, Eyedea in the underground. Both are icons in the hearts and minds of any well-rounded Twin Cities music fan.
Next month, both will have their legacies projected across the silver screen in their hometowns. The two films couldn’t be more different, but neither could the muses, though the kindred screenings underline a spiritual link between the two.
The hero worship double feature begins with the long-awaited homecoming showing of The World Has No Eyedea on October 9 at the Parkway Theater in Minneapolis. The documentary, which was directed by Brandon Crowson and co-produced by Eyedea’s mother, Kathy Averill, premiered in April at MSPIFF but has been traveling around North America ever since.
The screening, which will take place one week shy of the sixth anniversary of the freestyle rap legend’s death, will be followed by a Q&A with Crowson and performances from Eyedea’s two biggest collaborators -- DJ Abilities and Carnage the Executioner. A to-be-determined lineup of rappers will lead in the screening as well.
“What made [Eyedea]’s music truly special was the way his message challenged us to really look at ourselves and how we fit into the world," Crowson told City Pages last October. “If more artists took it upon themselves to rap about topics that are ripe with opportunities for personal growth the way Eyedea did, our culture would progress a lot faster by every measure.”
Tickets are $20 in advance, though they will also be sold at the door.
Speaking of second chances, Minneapolis' Trylon Microcinema is giving Prince fans another shot at seeing the obscure African Purple Rain remake, Akounak Tedalat Taha Tazoughai (Rain the Color of Blue With A Little Red in It), on October 12.
The Nigerian-made film was the curious center point of last November’s Sound Unseen festival, and less than a year later, it’s coming back for a solo encore. Purple Rain is a pretty bonkers story in and of itself, but translated into Tamashek, it sounds even more outrageous.
“Resplendent in a purple robe and matching chopper, smoking hot guitarist Mdou Moctar arrives in a music-mad Niger town,” the film's description reads, “and sets about wooing a local beauty, clashing with his pious father, and fencing with the jealous king of the local scene ... until their climactic six-string shootout.”
As silly as the original and the remake seem, it’s pretty amazing to see how far-reaching and generation-spanning Prince’s style was. Tickets are $10.