And Sum Up the Year(s)

I had a plan for my day that included a detail, thought-provoking blog before I headed out to see some teachers at a get together.  Then, I had a couple of phone calls about some family obligations, which detoured me from my plan.  So what now?  Do I continue with the part of the plan that I could still follow?  Do I go with a topic that is worthy of deep thought or do I now shift to something else?  What do I feel like doing?  You know what I want to do?  Watch some clips from the shows that I attended on these dates (San Francisco in 2017 and Chicago in 2016).  Anyone else game for watching some live Duran?  I figure that if I couldn’t be at a show this year then I should, at least, enjoy the band as I can.

San Francisco 2017:

I figured it might be good to start off with Wild Boys as it is one of the first songs played!  Holy JoSi in the beginning, too.  Dang.

Next should definitely be a song that I was thrilled to hear live one more time, which is Sunrise with a bit of New Moon on Monday thrown in!

Oh, how I miss Simon’s dancing and his shoes and so much more.  A truly awesome version of Hold Back the Rain!

Chicago 2016:

I had to include my favorite song, didn’t I?  If the song wasn’t fabulous enough, it has both JoSi and DoJo.  sigh

When I think about the summer of 2016, I cannot help but think about being in the spit zone at most of our shows.  If you have no idea what I’m talking about, check out the following clip:

Ah, man, here’s a great clip of Rio with those freaking beach balls that I cannot stand.  Yet, as I sit here, I’m finding myself missing them.  What the heck is wrong with me?

Now, I just feel like a big ole sap missing the band, missing my friends, missing good times.  Days like these, when I let myself remember, when I allow the waves of memory to take over, must keep me going until the next time.

-A

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