Before I get started here – I have to apologize. I had promised an FAQ list for message boards today…that blog has been pre-empted and will be posted at a later date.
Just prior to writing today, I went to our Daily Duranie twitter account and noticed that Nile Rodgers had posted a video of the last show with Bernard Edwards. This video is short 2 minute clip of the song Wild Boys – Simon LeBon is singing and it is at the Budokan in April of 1996. Here is a link to that video on Nile’s site. Bernard had pneumonia and refused to cancel the gig. He did play the show, but had to be helped with oxygen at times. (Nile describes the situation best on the site) That was his last show. There is also video of Notorious from that same night, during that song Bernard was behind the drum riser getting oxygen – and apparently continuing to play.
I keep stumbling on the fact that it was Bernard’s last show. No one in the audience knew that would be the case. I can’t possibly know what Nile was thinking, and I can’t imagine that Simon recognized that Bernard would never play again either. The fact is, I don’t think you ever really know when this time is going to be the last time. I just believe that you have to enjoy every moment as though it could be.
Switch ahead to what I believe is still the working title to Duran Duran’s new album – All We Need is Now, and it hits me like a brick.
While I’m sure that I won’t ever forget walking up to all 5 of the original band members at Virgin Megastore in Hollywood back in October of 2004 (goodness knows I’ll never forget speaking to Roger Taylor – sure, I’m a blogger – but I’m also a HUGE fan!!), what I know to be true is that my biggest memories in this whole fan experience will be attending the shows with my friends. Squeezing Amanda’s arm (or wait – maybe it’s been MY arm that’s been squeezed) every single time there is a JoSi moment, rocking out with Dom Brown (no, really – we had our moment!) when he was just the stand-in guitarist and no one else gave him the time of day, clapping along with John during Red Carpet Massacre, and laughing til we cried while we watched Simon dance. Those are the show moments I’ll remember best. I probably won’t remember trying to figure out where everyone was going after the show because no one wants to say (what if the band shows up, then they’d have to share them! *gasp*); I doubt I’ll remember having to assume the GA “stance” so that other fans couldn’t suddenly decide that they needed to be directly in front of me – even though I’d been there for hours already. I really don’t think I’ll remember that another fan (who was much taller than I) decided to jump up and grab the drumstick that Roger had tried to throw me in New Orleans. (well….no, I’ll probably remember that – but only because of the smile Roger flashed me and my sign before throwing it my way.) I definitely won’t think twice of how vicious fellow fans can be on the message boards simply because someone complains over the cost of VIP tickets, or because someone asks if anyone has any ideas of where the band is staying. In the end, none of that is going to really matter!
As much as I might curse the band at times, I feel so incredibly lucky. Duran Duran has been the soundtrack to my life. (and probably yours…) Yes, people in my life tend to give me a rough time over how much time I’ll spend on Duran Duran, and while part of me can laugh in spite of myself – there’s a growing part of me that almost feels sorry for them. They have NO idea the gift I’ve been given.
We are lucky fans, indeed. Enjoy the moment!