It was good to be Prince. The rock star ruled his kingdom with a firm hand. Musicians, friends and lovers were moved around his world like chess pieces, wooed and exiled.
When he shone his spotlight on you, it was intense. When he turned away, it was cold — and he knew it. Just ask Susan Rogers, who worked from 1983 to ’87 as Prince’s in-house recording engineer at his Paisley Park complex in Minneapolis.
She recalled an incident when a group of musicians were waiting for Prince to arrive for a rehearsal. “Somebody was talking about a person he described as an asshole,” Rogers told The Post. “Suddenly, Prince appeared, and asked, ‘Who is the asshole?’ Nobody wanted to rat the person out . . .
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