I’m pretty sure every Duranie within reach of a computer is aware that Duran Duran played with Mark Ronson and Business Int’l on the 28th in Birmingham. I’ve watched the videos myself “a few times”, and of course I’ve been keeping one eye pretty much glued to the computer all week, just in case the band decides to spring dates on us with 2 hours to presale or something. (Can you tell I’ve been around a while??) Besides writing this glorious blog, we also keep up with Twitter. (friend us – we’re @dailyduranie) Yesterday, Mark Ronson (@iamMarkRonson) posted a picture taken by none other than Nicholas Rhodes. The picture was taken backstage – and by Mark’s own description it was “artsy”. Well, I took a gander; lo and behold, there were white jazz shoes on the floor, and certainly not just one pair!
I remember white jazz shoes fairly well – I lived in them when I was in about 8th grade. They were some of the most comfortable (and easy to take care of thanks to white shoe polish!) shoes I’ve ever had! I believe I even ditched my beloved Vans to wear them most of the year. 🙂 By the following year though, their popularity had wained in favor of whatever else came “in-style”. I can’t seem to recall, but I think it might have been the ankle boot – I know I had a pair of those my freshman year of high school. Then again, I was never a fashion maiden. *sigh*
Regardless, my joy at seeing the jazz shoe was quickly cast aside as I realized that I must REALLY be getting old. Not only did I live through the fashion once, but it’s already making a second trip around! *gasp* This line of thinking isn’t especially helpful to someone who is already having a “slight issue” with turning 40 next month (for crying out loud I bought “reviving” eye cream for the first time yesterday!!), but I digress. The item of interest here really isn’t MY age…it’s that the band isn’t exactly getting younger either.
As a fan, I really try not to notice the small things. Yes, they’ve all acquired some character lines. Yes, it’s true that John doesn’t really bleach his bangs any longer (he doesn’t even really wear bangs), it’s also true that Nick hasn’t shown up with red, green, orange or even purple hair in a very long time. (I have to wonder if his platinum blonde is a genius way of disguising his true white hair…or if it’s really from a bottle….or none of the above!) I just try not to notice because you know – ignorance can be bliss. If they haven’t aged, neither have I, right? The thing is, when I saw the jazz shoes yesterday, I did think about the fact that they aren’t the young kids they once were. How long can they really keep going? (I hope a very long time – I plan to be wheeling my oxygen tank in to shows with me if need be!) They can provide rocking chairs for those of us still around – and I won’t even care if they play sitting down. 🙂
I don’t know if other fans really think about the inevitable “end” to Duran Duran. I do. There was a point a few years back when I’d really felt as though I’d had enough. I felt as though I’d gotten the closure I’d needed, and I didn’t think the shows really excited me the way they’d used to. I almost felt as though I was giving in to the fact that I’d finally grown up past the band. I was very angry with them for putting out an album that I *still* feel was a complete sell out. (that album was Red Carpet Massacre, and yes – for the record I *STILL* feel that way, and I’d tell that to the band themselves if I ever had the opportunity.) I just didn’t think that I could get behind the band and feel like a real fan again. I didn’t go to shows for a while, both because of the album and because I was pregnant with my third child. Then they came back for some shows on the east coast, and I went. At first, I half-heartedly enjoyed the shows. Then something clicked with me and I think I realized that every single time I go to see them could be the last time, so I’d better enjoy it.
I really don’t know how I’ll react when the inevitable day comes and the band is finished. I honestly don’t know ANY fan who truly knows how they’ll react. I suppose it will feel as though a very close family member, or even a part of myself, has just died. I can’t even begin to fathom what the reality will hold for any of us at the time. I just know that I will continue to go and enjoy each show as though it could be the last.
All we really need is now….and a good pair of white jazz shoes.