Ah, That Die-Hard Fan Thing

Please, please tell me now

Last week, a friend of mine asked if I thought one could even be considered a die hard fan if they weren’t upset about John leaving the band back in the late 1990s.

Granted, the comment, or rather, the question, was said in jest. At the time, I said I wouldn’t touch the subject with a ten-foot pole.

Maybe what I should have said was that I wouldn’t touch the subject unless I were planning on writing a blog in advance, knowing I wouldn’t be around to manage the aftermath!!

Is there something I should know?

Seriously though – in answering that question, I think one has to have an idea of what “die-hard” even means. Funnily enough, I think we all have an image of what that might entail in our own heads. Maybe you think a die-hard is someone who doesn’t miss a tour. Perhaps you believe a die-hard fan travels to all the shows, or maybe they’re someone that many within the fan community know and recognize.

Truth be told, I don’t think there’s one set definition, and as I explained last week – I’m definitely not going to be the person to start defining it. At the very least…… I won’t be doing that while I’m sober! We all have our own ideas of what a die hard fan is. Chances are, we either think we fit that definition and are proud of it, or we work very hard to tell ourselves that we’re not…THAT kind of fan.

For many fans, the day John left the band was one of the saddest days of their lives. Others felt that way when it was Roger, or Andy…either time. For still many others though, they didn’t notice the absence all that much. Maybe John wasn’t a favorite, or maybe their attitude was simply that as long as Simon is singing, it’s Duran Duran. I can remember going to see Duran Duran at the House of Blues in 2001. I purposefully kept my eyes on Simon and Nick, willing myself to believe I was seeing all five original members, ignoring Warren and the others onstage. It was utterly ridiculous now that I think back on it, but I was a young(er) pup then. What about you?

People stare and cross the road from me

Opinions and loyalties are often the spark applied to the powder keg of arguments when it comes to fandom. None of us are unbiased. If we were, chances are, we wouldn’t be fans at all – much less hold that super special, “die-hard” label. My own personal opinion is that if you’re a fan of Duran Duran – then you’re a fan of the band. Die-hard, casual fan, or blogger! It shouldn’t matter whether or not you were upset that John left. Others might believe that only the die-hardest (that’s a word, right?!?) of them all would feel as though John’s absence was like missing part of your heart.

Quite frankly, it is all pretty dramatic for me on a Monday (because that’s when I’m writing this) afternoon. It isn’t even wine-o’clock yet!

Someday, when I least expect it, someone will hand me many vodka tonics and then ask the fateful question, “What is the definition of a die-hard fan, Rhonda?”

That’s liable to be a rough one.

-R

Words that are Spoken to the Wind

DDHQ likes to keep our brains from turning to mush by throwing out questions to engage the community-at-large. I think they do this about once a week or so, and last week they asked about favorite lines of lyric.

At the time, I had a tough time answering. This wasn’t so much because I didn’t have an answer or didn’t know, but because there are too many “favorites” to choose from.

“And so we travel, and we unravel, towards the place where all loose ends go.”

This line comes from “Before the Rain” off of AYNIN. I think that for me, I tend to fall hardest for lyrics that are a bit more introspective in nature. Sometimes, I really do feel like I’m a loose end, myself. It’s sort of a wistful, cloudy-grey, sort of feeling – admittedly when I’m depressed it is the sort of song that plays right into my thoughts and feelings, but I still love it anyway.

“Freefall on a windy morning shore, nothing but a faded track of footsteps, to prove that you’d ever been there”

These words, of course, come from Secret Oktober, easily one of the best songs Duran Duran has ever written. (YES I AM BIASED) Again, more than slightly brooding and introspective, I love the line. It reminds me to leave my mark on this world in some way. I really don’t know if the blog is that mark, but some days, it absolutely does. I like the lyrics that sound like someone is on the outside looking in. I very much felt that way in my pre-Daily Duranie days.

“Searchlight the crowd, I’m fixed on your face, I know it well, but it’s a dream I can’t place”

Sometimes, when I’m in my car listening to this song, I would swear
Simon read our blog at some point. There’s a few songs off of Paper Gods that make me feel that way, but obviously it’s because he wrote about things that were universally experienced. This song though, and particularly this line, remind me of what it is like being in the audience for Duran Duran. If there was ever a place, or a moment, that felt like an escape from reality….truly taking the Pressure Off….it would be at one of their shows.


“Don’t worry if you’re confused, we all tend to be sometimes.”

I think my problem is that I’ve spent most of my adult life confused…

No really, this line from Serious gets me because like much of what Simon writes, anyone and everyone can attribute it to some part of their own life. I try to remind myself that spending far too much time being serious is a waste of good energy. This song helps.

“I’m just a number on the metal fence which marks the great divide.”

I have no idea what inspired Simon to write Edge of America, but I know how I feel when I hear it. I think that as a stay-at-home parent, I’ve often felt forgotten. It is a very bizarre thing to raise children in this world. Once you choose to stay at home, sometimes it feels like you no longer take an active part in society. That is definitely how I felt from time to time as my kids grew. This song, and specifically this line, gave words and a voice to something I felt deep within.

These were just a few of the lines running through my head last week, and there are dozens more where they came from. I don’t know if I have a genuine favorite. I’m just lucky my favorite band seems to know exactly what to write and say.

-R

Like a Birthday or a Pretty View

There’s nothing quite like a weekend to make you forget your work troubles….until, of course, your writing partner texts you on a Saturday morning to tell you the site isn’t working.

Not only was the site down, but my son moved back home. Special thanks goes to my husband who drove to Riverside, picked up the boy and his belongings, then drove back up to the central coast all in one day). Then yesterday, I was shocked to find that one of my chickens laid an egg – the first of the flock!

It’s a time of some anxiety and change for my family, and for my chickens – well, they’re nesting like crazy. We were busy finishing up the nesting boxes for the coop yesterday, and one of my chickens was bound and determined to get in there and start nesting whether we were done or not! Adding the website to the top of the list wasn’t something I had in mind.

We’d been having difficulty with the site since Friday – and as it turns out, none of it was our fault (read: Rhonda’s fault) at all. So we’re back up and running now. Thankfully.

I was concerned we’d miss out on blogging during the Iceland/Denmark shows, but it turns out we made it just in time to make a little comment on Simon’s birthday celebration this past weekend in Ibiza!

Wait, what month is this?? Simon’s birthday isn’t in June!

I can’t tell you how many times I saw those lines written over social media. It’s true, his birthday is in October. It is also true that this past weekend, there seemed to be a celebration to put an exclamation mark on all other celebrations, onboard a mega yacht in Ibiza. The weather looked glorious, the party seemed to be casual and fun-loving, just like Simon himself – and yes, John, Nick and Roger, along with their respective spouses and significant others – were there for the ride. It looked like a lot of fun was had by all.

One particular moment that made Instagram (and then reposted by Duranie after Duranie) was during what appeared to be a little speech that Simon gave at some point. He mentioned that without Duran Duran, he didn’t know where he would have ended up. Simon listed John, Nick & Roger by name, and said he was so thankful to have them in his life. It was a lovely moment.

No, I’m not part of the band in any way, which makes it all the more significant that I feel the same way. I don’t know where I would be without Duran Duran.

My life is pretty wonderful all on it’s own. I mean, I have three fantastic kids, a husband I’ve been married to for almost 25 years, I live somewhere I fall more in love with every day, a few friends I trust, and some hobbies that have given me great joy.

One of those hobbies, of course, is music. More specifically, Duran Duran. While they’re not the only band I treasure, they’re the one I follow most closely. I blog about them – or some aspect thereof – four days a week! If Duran Duran didn’t exist, I would have never met Amanda, I doubt I would have done some of the traveling I’ve been able to do, and I don’t think I would have had nearly as much fun in my adult life…not to mention surviving adolescence.

I share Simon’s sentiment about Duran Duran. I’m thankful for them. I find that each time I am able to get together with my friends these days, I spend more and more time in gratitude for still having these times to look forward to than I do worrying about what they might play. I don’t really care so much what I hear, as much I as treasure the time I’m able to spend with this special group of people. Can’t wait to do it all again in September.

-R

Creating the Best Albums

This week, I finished asking about songs on albums track by track. This series of questions was relatively simple. I asked people to choose between two songs. The songs had the same placement on different albums. For example, Girls on Film is the first song on the first album and Rio is the first song on the second album. Which one makes a better first track? See, simple…well, at least the concept is easy to understand even if the choice is not!

I have done this set of questions before but this time I did it differently. Instead of comparing all first songs then second songs then third, etc, I put the albums into three distinct time periods. The first time period is classic Duran with the Fab Five in the early 80s. Next is the time with Warren that features the albums Notorious through Pop Trash. Lastly, there was the reunion period from Astronaut to the present. Therefore, I only compared the first tracks from each of the three time periods. So, now, I want to show the results. Did the fans end up creating the best album of each of the time periods or did they miss the mark?

Classic Period:

  • Rio
  • Planet Earth
  • Lonely in Your Nightmare
  • Careless Memories
  • Hold Back the Rain
  • New Religion
  • Last Chance on the Stairway
  • Save a Prayer
  • The Chauffeur

Warren Era:

  • Notorious
  • I Don’t Want Your Love
  • Skin Trade
  • Serious
  • Hold Me
  • Come Undone
  • Palomino
  • Meet el Presidente
  • Land
  • Proposition
  • The Edge of America
  • Lake Shore Driving
  • Sin of the City

Post-Reunion:

  • All You Need Is Now
  • Want You More
  • What Happens Tomorrow
  • Pressure Off
  • Face for Today
  • Girl Panic
  • What Are the Chances
  • The Man Who Stole a Leopard
  • Chains
  • Mediterranea
  • Too Bad You’re So Beautiful
  • The Universe Alone
  • Planet Roaring
  • Before the Rain
  • Northern Lights
  • On Evil Beach
  • Cinderella Ride

What do you think? Do these make the best albums? Other observations? Here are some of mine. First, there are obviously a lot more songs on the post-reunion list than the classic list. I did not include b-sides but did include bonus or extra tracks. I probably could have included them since bonus tracks act as modern day b-sides. Second, it seems to me that some albums’ songs are listed a lot more than other albums. For example, in the classic period, Rio is the most often represented. There are two songs from the first album and nothing from Seven and the Ragged Tiger. My conclusion is that fans think Rio was the best album of the three. Album representation is more interesting during the Warren years. Notorious and Big Thing both have 4 songs that made the list. The Wedding Album has two and Liberty has 1. There are no songs from Medazzaland and Pop Trash. Do fans think that the song quality decreased as the band went along? These results might say yes. Did the number of fans decrease during that time period so there are less fans now who loved Medazzaland and Pop Trash? Possible. Then, for post-reunion, Paper Gods is represented by 8 tracks, followed closely by All You Need Is Now with 6. Astronaut has a few but no songs from Red Carpet Massacre. One thing that clearly shows with the post-reunion choices is that the bonus tracks from Paper Gods are preferred over the ones for All You Need Is Now. Fascinating.

Overall, the results were not that surprising with a couple of exceptions. The most obvious one is I Don’t Want Your Love over Ordinary World. I also noticed that not every single that did well commercially made it on to the list. Hungry Like the Wolf comes to mind as does a song like the Reflex. So, what do you think of these fan-created albums. Are they solid or would you make some changes? What would be your classic period album? Warren era album? Post reunion album? I would love to know.

-A

Happy Birthday 2019, John!

I never said that I’d marry John.

This is a true statement, and I think it’s kind of funny! I know I fantasized for years about marrying Roger, and I even thought about Nick for a time or two, but never John. (We’re not even going to talk about my fellow scorpio – Simon.)

It is John Taylor’s birthday. For many, it may as well be an international holiday, judging from the looks of my social media this morning. I had no idea that so many have been less than arms length away from the man!!

In full disclosure, I am not one of those people. I would almost say I have no business writing a happy birthday post for John. Aside from loudly announcing “The album is beautiful, John!” across a very crowded table at a signing for Astronaut, I don’t think I’ve even spoken to him…or even yelled words his way. (unless you count “Play the Fucking Bass, John” at a concert. I’m not really sure I do.)

That isn’t to say I don’t greatly admire him. Of course I do. I just never thought I was going to marry him. (and it turns out, I was 100%
correct!) Even Amanda has met and exchanged words (along with a Daily Duranie wristband!) with him before…and there was that picture as he was leaving the Ace hotel in Los Angeles. I was there for that!

Funny story – that night at the Ace hotel, I was right beside Amanda and a few others as John left the hotel with Gela (and I honestly can’t remember who else). I was standing there eating some of the worst crackers I’ve ever had, all because I’d missed dinner. I was starving though, so as lousy as those crackers might have been, I was eating them, Just as I’d shoved some in my mouth – of course – out pops John Taylor from the hotel. My mouth was completely dry at the time, and I was trying to eat these stupid crackers that seemed to make my mouth even drier with every chew. I couldn’t get them down fast enough.

So my friends were yelling for Amanda and I to run up and stand with John for a picture. He was clearly in a hurry, and his wife was not amused by our fan antics one single bit. In all fairness, I am pretty much the same way when Walt and I are leaving one of his work parties. I don’t care that so-and-so wants to get one last word in about a product they’re working on. It’s actually NOT lovely that his boss wants us to meet gorgeous wife #6, or talk to my husband about the upcoming trade show. Do it at work! Do not get in my way, people – I’m going HOME now.

Say what you will about wives buying into the dream when they marry a rock star. When it all comes down to it, at the end of the day, all wives want to do is go home, get into comfy clothes, and have their guy take out the damn trash…and maybe grab them a bowl of ice cream while they’re in the kitchen. Gela doesn’t strike me as an ice cream person, but you get the idea. Maybe she wants a nice kale salad before bed, or something, who knows?!? All I really know for sure is that a husband, is a husband, is a husband, John Taylor or not! They’re all men, and we’re all women, when it comes to life at home, people!

Anyway, as I took a quick once-over at the entire situation there in front of the hotel. John stopped long enough to allow a picture, and I saw Gela standing in front of their car, ready to go…and I was still chewing. I realized there was no way I’m was doing it. Nope. Instead, I casually took about three giant steps backward, cheered Amanda on, and congratulated myself on once again, avoiding a super awkward situation with one of my idols.

I’m so good.

<you should in fact read sarcasm, and imagine an eye roll right here>

As I stood there, I was able to really see the insanity in all of it’s glory. I was thrilled for Amanda, no doubt about it – I mean, that was her favorite, right there beside her! No part of me was jealous because that’s dumb, and I’m the one who refused to take part. As I was finally getting the last of the mouthful of crackers down my gullet, narrowly avoiding choking on them, I heard my friend Katie loudly say, “Smile, John!” He snapped into full rock star mode, breaking into a toothy grin. I would have sworn the words were like Pavlov’s Bell.

I chuckled as I leaned against a pole. All I could think about was how well-trained John was to the whole picture-taking, fan-paparazzi thing. I decided in that one millisecond that it would drive me crazy if I were famous. I glanced over at the Escalades lined up in the street. Gela was crossing her arms at this point, and my friends had the nerve to ask John to smile on top of just having him stand there. God, I love Duranies. There were people milling all over the place, and I was starting to see (and hear) other Duranies crooning for his attention as he dashed off to the car. I can only imagine what Gela must have said to John as he got to her side and into their vehicle that night. I stood there and said nothing. It all happened so fast that I could have blinked…or chewed some crackers…and missed it. Instead, those few seconds seemed to drag on, probably so that I’d be able to commit them to memory forever.

Several years later—like just this past February—I had the opportunity to ask a mutual friend if it drove John crazy to be stopped every few feet, or if they think it’s crazy to have people want 50,000 photos, or to see people practically living in their hotel lobby. She said that it doesn’t bother him most of the time, and that he gets it.

(I’m still not entirely sure I’m buying that he’s on board with the lobby situation, but whatever floats your boat.)

Of course he gets being a fan, though. I’m equal parts not surprised, and genuinely shocked at the same time. I suppose a part of me always figured that human nature would dictate annoyance. I mean, who really freaking wants to be stopped every few feet? I don’t care if you are a living rock GOD, or if you’re John Taylor and owe your success to fans like me (which I find to be a pretty repugnant statement that entitled fans like to throw out whenever they please) – you also sometimes just want to go up to your room in peace. By the same token, John has spoken about his own idols and his own fandom enough to where I realize that out of everyone in this band – if anyone does get it – it’s him.

I think that’s probably what I admire most about John…at least from afar. He is pretty normal. I mean, for somebody who has been a rock star for most of his life, anyway. Upon first glance, you look at him and think he’s got to be just about perfect. Right?!? But then, you realize he’s worn glasses that were probably thicker than yours, and you see him dance on stage, and you’re like – Oh yeah. You ARE still human! Thank goodness!!

It’s true, I’ve never met the guy. I am friends with some of his closest friends (true story!!), but I’ve never met him. Yet. (who knows??) I just know the same things that the rest of you do about him. I like that he gives back. He continues daily work on a serious, life threatening illness – addiction – and used what he has learned from it to help other people. I just don’t believe people give back in that way unless they mean it. That matters to me. He also wears what I would call high-water track pants on stage, and has a sense of fashion that quite frankly, makes me laugh. I’m thinking of that sequined jacket of Gela’s he stole for a photo in Vegas, and of course – the neon pants he (and Simon – in different colors) wore to an interview in Toronto a few years back. Awesome. I love it. Then again, I live in denim jeans. So, there you go.

Once upon a time, John was pretty active on social media. One of the things I remember most was that he had followed a couple fans (not me, but others). I remember wrangling the idea in my head because on one hand – he should be able to follow, befriend, and converse, with whomever he wants. On the other hand – it meant certain disaster. Fans compete for that sort of thing, and I felt it might get ugly. Even so, I encouraged it because I really believed (and still do believe) that fan engagement matters. One day – not long before he quit social media altogether – he tweeted something about how people can get their feelings hurt once he followed and then unfollowed them. I’d not thought about that. I’ve been followed and unfollowed thousands of times now. I don’t even pay attention anymore because it doesn’t matter to me personally. It’s just Twitter. That said, I’m pretty sure I’d notice if someone important to me followed me, and then unfollowed me. I felt awful, because he was right. I think John understood being a fan better than I even did.

John is one of the most knowledgable music people I (don’t) know. I still thoroughly enjoy hearing about his music recommendations when he is a guest in the Katy Kafe. I appreciate that he wants to learn how to paint someday, maybe. I can’t even draw much, beyond doing a pretty good freehand copy of Pikachu. (It’s a Pokemon. I did learn a few things from being a mom, I guess.) Weirdly, I like that he’ll even mention what he might want to do when he retires from Duran Duran. I guess that does sound funny, and I’m sure many fans recoil in horror at the idea. I just like the idea that in some super small way, we can get past Duran Duran and just be people. Is that strange? Probably.

I may not be normal, and I may not have ever said I was going to marry John…but I DO wish him a very happy birthday! As I said on social media: Thank you for continuing to inspire (and teach) me. See you in September!!

-R


Was the Pop Trash Era Best?

Now that the beat is slow

DDHQ’s choice of the video for “Someone Else Not Me” for “Watch it Wednesday” sparks discussion of the Pop Trash era.

Admittedly, there were years from the mid-90’s until I saw the band for the Up Close & Personal tour in 2001, when I didn’t pay quite as much attention as I did in the 80’s. I was still interested, and believe me when I say my ears perked up at the mere mention of Duran Duran. Even so – my room was no longer wallpapered with posters and pinups. I grew up, and stopped needing those posters, I suppose.

I’ve spoken or traded posts and messages with a good many Duran Duran fans who proclaim the Pop Trash era to be their favorite – and if it wasn’t the music itself being mentioned, it was the live shows. Many of these fans are my personal friends within the DD community. I dare say that most of my friends in this community are die hard Duranies at heart.

Something I want to say

I only went to one Pop Trash era show—the one at the House of Blues for the Up Close & Personal tour in 2001. I will continue to scream “that single show changed my entire life” from the rooftops, but not for the same reasons that seem to come up with other fans. For me, that show re-opened up a door into my heart. I felt so much joy in being there in that room that I completely lost myself in the show. I didn’t even know the Pop Trash album that well at the time. The music between us, indeed.

Obviously, we can all make note of the hysteria present during the early 80s. Clearly that was missing by the late 90s. The era tends to ignite my curiosity not because of the fans who had left by that time, but by those who stayed connected.

Burst this bubble

So many of my friends who were truly engaged during Pop Trash speak so fondly of that time and those shows, over the years I’ve wondered what made it so. Sure, for many who loved the Pop Trash and Medazzaland albums, the answer is obvious. The music fuels the passion. For others, it was likely the proximity to the band itself. I have friends who tell me that back then, the band really seemed to embrace the fans. Rather than treating them like asylum escapees with a registered potential for violence quotient – they acted like they were old friends.

Were the fans just friendlier at the time? The late 90s -2000s were early days of the internet. Social media hadn’t yet hooked us with its talons. The reunion was a blip on the horizon, but no fan even suspected the possibility just yet.

Were die-hard fans during this period there more for the music than the nostalgia?

To type the words seems so judgmental. I don’t mean it quite that way, but to be fair – don’t you wonder what the ratio between die-hard and “I-heard-a-single-from-Pop-Trash-on-the-radio” potential fans were in any given audience on the Up Close & Personal tour might have been? Let’s just be blunt: there IS a certain percentage of the greater fan base that continues to show up because they’re still in love with the pinup images of John, Simon, Nick and Roger. That doesn’t mean every fan from the 80s lives in nostalgia, it simply means some still might.

Hardest thing is to let go

I can’t say whether I’ve tested my theories enough to call them law, but I have definitely noticed a certain “Where were YOU in the 90s?” attitude that has permeated over the years. If you suggest that you stuck around during that time, you’re alright. If, like me, you mention a sabbatical, however brief – one can sense the eyes upon you narrowing as they scrutinize from head to toe. Judgments are made based on how one answers the simple questions of what live shows you’ve seen, or whether or not you remained a “true” fan during the lean 1990s.

On the other hand, and most likely one attached to the body of someone who haughtily says they’re not at all nostalgic to 1980’s Duran Duran – there is the fact that during these same Up Close & Personal shows, the band played a FAR more varied set list, filled with songs from—oh yes, you guessed it—their first few albums and B-sides. Not nostalgic, you say? Please, tell me more about that. Fandom is fueled by nostalgia.

I don’t necessarily think I’ve discovered the answers to the questions on my mind, but on second thought, I’m really not sure there are black and white answers to be found. Fandom is complex. This isn’t math. There aren’t firm answers, even though people like me really might prefer that. A lot of the ground we walk on is slippery. I would know, I’ve fallen a lot. And repeatedly. Then, I’m a bit of a klutz trapped in a china shop. Save the china!!

-R

Question of the Day: June 19, 2019

Yesterday’s winner: Cinderella Ride

Before I ask the new question, I think I should remind people what the heck I’m doing with this. I would like us (the fans) to create the ultimate 9 track albums. Therefore, we will pick the songs that should have been b-sides. These can be great tracks, but not good enough to be on the actual albums, according to us. Eventually, the 9 tracks remaining would make for an amazing album.

On that note, which song from the 1st album era should have been a b-side (and not on the album)?

Duran Duran Does Moscow in Style

Duran Duran played in Russia last night as an exclusive performance for Louis Vuitton to celebrate the LV exhibit at the Strelka Institute in Moscow. Not a bad gig to have on the books, I must say.

Here’s the setlist, courtesy of Setlist.fm:

  1. View to a Kill
  2. Hungry Like the Wolf
  3. Come Undone
  4. Notorious
  5. Pressure Off
  6. Ordinary World
  7. Girls on Film
  8. Rio

The band, along with most of the usual cast of suspects gathered in Moscow, although Simon Willescroft is already back in London at this point, going straight from the plane to stage as he finishes up his run of “Woman to Woman” shows before heading to Iceland. However, Erin Stevenson didn’t join Duran Duran on stage this time.

Currently, Erin is performing with Janet Jackson during her Las Vegas residency! While I know she will be missed by DD fans, it’s a fabulous opportunity for her! I mean, it’s Janet. Can’t really get bigger than that, and good on Erin for landing the gig!

So that leaves us wondering who is sharing the stage with Anna! We didn’t have to look very hard, as Anna spread the news herself via Instagram and Facebook.

Anna alongside Florence Rawlings in Moscow. Rawlings will take over on bv’s for the next run of shows.

“Brilliant show tonight in Moscow with Duran Duran. 
Introducing the brilliant Florence Rawlings on bv’s 
She smashed it xxxxx”

Anna Ross, Facebook, 6/17/2019

Florence is a stunningly beautiful vocalist from South London, who was born after I graduated from HIGH SCHOOL in September 1988. Good lord, the band is hiring children!!!

Now that I’ve gotten that out of my system and I’m over the shock….what else did I learn about her? She stood out as a star vocalist early in life, at the age of 13. It wasn’t until she finished her A-levels that she was signed to Dramatico Entertainment and began performing in earnest.

In 2009, she performed at several festivals including Isle of Wight, Wireless, and Guilfest. Perhaps more of interest to Duran fans – she has performed as the lead singer of Clean Bandit (2014) and is now a part of their touring band. She has recorded one album – A Fool In Love.

Usually, Duran fans are great at embracing new members of the touring band. I saw a few of my friends have already liked her Facebook page. I have no doubt that Florence will feel like part of the (extremely) large family in no time at all! Welcome to our slightly crazy, dysfunctional family, Florence!

-R

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