Postponed dates and why I’m not stressing

So, the most recent bombshell to hit Duranland is of course the total and complete postponement of their summer European dates.  My good friend Amanda already covered this in her blog on Saturday, and by the comments and things being said in various places, it appears as though this topic has gotten just about as much attention as the postponement of the UK tour.

As you’re reading this, I’m likely to be sitting in a lounge chair in San Diego.  Hopefully my kids are playing happily in the pool in front of me, as I’m on a much needed vacation with my family. Perhaps that’s the reason why as much as I probably should be worried, I’m not.

I’ve seen a lot of comments from people who are completely freaking out about these shows being canceled.  They’re beginning to wonder if Duran Duran will ever be back to normal.  They’re wondering if the band is telling us everything (Of course not, but they’re telling us as much as they can, and as much as we really need to know!), they’re wondering if it’s all a big conspiracy (I love a good conspiracy and cover up as much as the next person – but is not the case here), and naturally people are wondering if the US dates are going to be postponed next.

The simple answer for all of it is that we don’t know.  We can’t know.  Only the band knows for sure in some of those cases, and even then – I don’t think they know for 100% certainty what is really going to end up happening.  I think that above all else, this is why I can’t worry.  I did a lot of worrying, soul searching, and quite honestly – hiding my own disappointment back in May.  There are still moments when I’ll think back to that UK trip and sit back in astonishment that I literally flew all the way over there to get almost nothing.  No shows.  A fleeting glance at a few of the guys – a few moments that I’ll never forget standing in front of Simon and listening to him tell us what’s really going on.  A few “field trips”….but not one single show.  That’s kind of mindblowing at times.  Yeah, I was thrilled to be in England for 9 days – but for me, the main reason for going was to see the shows.  I don’t dwell on that disappointment, but every now and then I’m almost shocked it all happened and I kind of have to remind myself that it was no insane dream of mine – it really happened.  Crazy.

Deep in the dark chasms of my brain (and there are many!), I suppose there’s a nagging concern that Simon might not ever get his full range back.  When I think of something to worry about, that is the one thing that comes to mind, and not because I’m worried about ever going to a Duran Duran show again.  I just would hate to read someday that he has to hang it all up because he just physically can’t do the job.  That said, I just don’t believe that’s going to happen right now.  I just don’t believe they’re done, and in return – I’m not finished with them, either.  I guess I’m demanding that way.

I may have mentioned to you all before that I’m a worrier.  It’s true, I am.  I’ll be up at 3am thinking about things I have absolutely no control over, full-well knowing that I’m either rehashing things that have long since been water-under-the-bridge, or worrying about things that there’s nothing I can do about.  Over the past few months, I have wondered about the band and how they’re taking all of this  – I can’t imagine it’s easy for any of them, yet in some cases, it might be a gift in surprise. (I’m thinking of Roger, his wife Gisella and their baby – in fact that baby may have already been born by the time you read this, in which case I’m sure congratulations to Mommy and Daddy are in order!)  I’ve also wondered about the “what ifs” and the “so then what’s”.  That’s always fun at 3am when I should be sleeping.

The sad truth is that all we can do is wait, be hopeful, be supportive, and certainly be understanding – which I believe seems to be the toughest part for my fellow Duranies.  This isn’t the tour any of us wanted, but in this case I really do believe the best is yet to come, even if it ends up being something none of us ever planned.  I have to believe that, and it’s likely because the alternative is absolutely unacceptable, which is why I’m sticking to not worrying.   I may be a lot of things, but I simply refuse to be a bitter, angry fan over this tour.  It sucks to pieces that they couldn’t support this album the way they should have been able.  It’s an amazing album and I don’t give care what the sales look like, people are stupid for overlooking Duran Duran.  I’ll go to my grave saying that, and I’ll also continue to believe that it’s not over and they will be back until the band tells me themselves that they just can’t.

It’s time for me to go and join my youngest as she splashes around the pool – she’s still kind of unsteady and ready to drown herself at any moment, so I’m going to excuse myself here and resume my mom (and lifeguard) duties!   Have a great week, everyone!  – R

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