My name is Rhonda and I can predict the future.
Well, that’s a bit of an overstatement, really. I only notice that a certain set of circumstances which occur with astounding precision each and every time a concert date, or a set of tour dates are announced by Duran Duran.
What are those circumstances? Invariably, I am completely unreachable. I’m typically out of town, either without an internet connection or…as seems to be the the norm, my cell phone inexplicably goes dead. At first, it was merely humorous, but as the years have gone on (and specifically I’m talking about tours and concert dates beginning with the Astronaut tour in 2005), it’s become ridiculous!
A few notable examples:
In 2004, my family and I were in Las Vegas for a weekend – I believe it was Thanksgiving weekend, but honestly at this point I’m not sure where in the hell I was or why, I just know that when I got home that fateful Sunday night (about 5 hours later than we’d planned due to hellacious traffic), I had no less than 7 messages on our phone here at home because Duran Duran had announced tour dates. My friends were “beyond excited, headed into hysteria” because no one could reach me, and presales started that next day. Not only did I have to break the news to my darling husband that I wanted to go see Duran Duran, I had to convince him that I needed to fly to Chicago to do so, and that I wanted to go VIP. It was a “great evening” in the Rivera household, to say the least. 😀 Good times, good times.
In mid-summer of that same year, my family and I were camping for the weekend. I want to say we were coming home from Morro Bay when news broke that Duran Duran was playing the Agassi Charity gig. Interestingly enough, my friends and I had already been planning a trip to Vegas during that same period of time – so this just added to the “fun”. Naturally, no one could reach me though….and decisions had to be made!
The very best example came a couple years back when Duran Duran announced a show (actually two), while I was on a Spring Break vacation (also camping) with my family up in Monterey. The day before, I had dropped my cell phone into a sink full of water, so it was completely out of commission. I wasn’t worried though, because what could possibly happen? I was with my family, my husband certainly had his own cell – so we were good, right? Oh no. Of course not. Unbeknownst to me at the time, Amanda and another friend of mine were desperately trying to reach me to let me know that not only did Duran Duran announce an upcoming show, but it was to practically be in my backyard!! (they were playing the Pacific Amphitheater at the OC Fairgrounds) No one had Walt’s cell at the time, and since presales were also during the time that I was gone, there was no way to find out if I wanted tickets. (which of course I did!) Amanda ended up buying tickets for the both of us, because as we’re fond of saying “We do what must be done.”
So why do I think that dates will be announced this weekend? I’m going to be out of town, of course. I’m going to Las Vegas, leaving on Friday afternoon. Yes, I’ll have my cell with me. This time I’m even taking my iPad….but the reality is, I typically don’t hear my phone when I’m there, and chances are, the internet connection will suddenly go down…because that’s how this all seems to work for me.
I suppose by posting this blog, I’m basically daring the band or their management to either prove me wrong by announcing dates before I leave….or doing the proper thing and waiting until I’m somewhere between Vegas and Rancho Cucamonga (yes, there really IS a town in California with that name) on the I-15 Sunday late afternoon/evening to announce the tour. I won’t have internet connection in that stretch of the drive, and my cell phone service will even be spotty. In either case, I’ll still openly and loudly complain about the band, laugh with Amanda, and begin our tour planning in earnest!