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Something On My Mind

Hello, Monday. I feel as though somewhere along the way, I lost one of my weekend days, because it feels like Monday arrived far too early. I’m still trying to regain some of the hours of sleep I missed out on from being at Vidcon last week. I wish I could say it was due to having so much fun, but in this case, I just didn’t sleep well.

We drove home late Saturday night, and arrived to see many tweets and posts about the 50th Anniversary of Apollo 11 – corresponding with the Kennedy Space Center show tomorrow.

I’m light years away

When the show was first announced, I knew right away that there’d be no way for me to get there. Sure, I could blame it on not having enough notice, but I could have had a month’s notice or even more, and still not been able to attend. Several years back, I went to a lot of things. I would fly across the country, and I’m somewhat embarrassed to admit that many times, I didn’t even think twice about it. Three spousal job layoffs/changes, one very large move, childbirth, college, and countless grey hairs later, I’m finding that I not only think twice, I know I can’t travel like that anymore.

That fact is something I guess I’m still coming to terms with. I went from going to one show a tour (or even less), to taking a single trip to New Orleans and then Chicago, which ignited something in me. Suddenly, I felt the need to try and go to everything. My husband was less-than-thrilled with the arrangement. Usually though, I’d win him over by saying I’d save money in other ways, or that he didn’t have to buy me birthday/Christmas/Valentines/Mothers Day gifts, etc. In some ways that worked, but in others – I can see how selfish I was. Any extra money I came across would go towards seeing Duran Duran, and the fact is—when you have three kids and live in Southern California, there isn’t a lot of extra anything!

My head is full of chopstick

Even so, fandom – or planning to go to shows – was sort of like a drug for me. I couldn’t say no, and yet I didn’t go to nearly as many shows as a lot of people. Gigs would be announced and I’d think “Fly to Chicago? Oh, I shouldn’t…but I will!” “Go away for five or six days and see more than three shows? YES!” I wanted to go. I desperately wanted to be a part of the fandom wave that everyone seemed to be caught in.

During the Astronaut tour, which was really the first when I’d gotten involved online and knew people from all over the country – I’d sat on the sidelines for the most part. I went to two shows: Chicago and All-State Arena, and Milwaukee. That last one had been added to my itinerary without telling my husband. He’d expressly told me prior to even buying my Chicago ticket that I could choose ONE show to see, and that was it. “The concerts don’t change that much, Rhonda!”

Turns out, that while the set might not change that much (One night I heard “Nice” and the other I heard “Union of the Snake”), there are far more other, more subtle things, that do. Roger waved at us in Milwaukee. I cried when I heard “Tiger Tiger” in Chicago. I stood outside and waved to the band when they left the Riverside Theatre in Milwaukee. I had my closest friends with me for Chicago, and got to drive to Milwaukee with a full car of Duranies. That was the first time I’d ever done something like that. After those two shows, I never wanted to miss anything again.

I’m making a break

However, that was/is an impossibility, at least for me. I’ve never had carte blanche to go to any show I want. I don’t work outside of the home, and my money is never my own money. Even when I’ve done what I consider to be a ridiculous number of shows, I’ve had to pick and choose. Sometimes, I’ve chosen wrong. That’s the crap shoot of life, I suppose. In darker moments, I wonder what it would have been like if I could have gone to all the Astronaut shows my friend Jessica went to see, or if I could have flown overseas as many times as other friends have gone. Would I feel any differently about the band now?

Over the years, I’ve seen people come and go. After having been an active fan in the online community for nearly two decades now, I have seen some patterns of behavior emerge from the fog and dust. I think about the people who seemed to be “regulars” for the Astronaut and RCM tours, and for the most part – those people don’t come around often now, and I rarely see them.

Maybe they stopped going to shows or participating online because life circumstances changed. Perhaps it was because they got sick of some of the childish drama that goes on between fans. Maybe it was something else entirely -but the fact remains that they’re not doing much these days. I have friends who went to 14, maybe 15 shows for Astronaut that just stopped following the band for the most part Can there really be too much of a good thing?

They should be mine

Getting back to my situation here – I have serious budget constraints that make it nearly impossible for me to fly very often. I don’t even fly to visit my mom or sister, so how on earth can I justify flying to see a band that doesn’t even know I exist? It is particularly frustrating when I’ve made the decision to buy tickets to something, and then another opportunity comes up that sounds even better.

For example, tomorrow Duran Duran is playing at the Kennedy Space Center for the 50th Anniversary of Apollo 11. As soon as this show was announced, I knew there was no way I could go. The idea of traveling to Florida was out of the question. A flight from here would easily cost $500 during the summer, plus the $300 ticket for the concert, another $300 or more for a hotel room and the additional expenses for food, uber and drinks. It adds up quickly to a similar amount that my family might spend on a camping vacation – one that we’re not even taking this year. HOWEVER…

Had I known that they were going to be playing this show in advance of buying the tickets for Las Vegas (each was $441, if I remember correctly) I might have chosen differently. Sure, I’ll see Duran Duran three times in September whereas if I’d gone to Florida I’d only be seeing them once – but how many times does someone get the chance to see Duran Duran at the Kennedy Space Center??? I worry that I made the wrong choice. Zigged when I should have zagged…bought when I should have waited.

I’m saying this in private

Similar scenarios have happened before. In 2013, Amanda and I along with a committee of amazing helpers worked our butts off to put on a fan convention in Chicago. I can’t remember the precise timing, but I would say that within days of returning from that weekend, Duran Duran announced a special opportunity to see the debut of UnStaged at MOMA in New York City.

I think that at least to begin with – both she and I weren’t too upset. I mean, to some degree we’d wished we could go. We’d worked hard to put on that convention for fans, and in a lot of ways New York City seemed like it would be a great way to reward ourselves. Even so, Amanda didn’t have time off from work, and my husband had pretty much declared a moratorium on spending money and traveling. Just getting to Chicago was hard enough. Amanda and I paid the same amount of money to attend the convention as every one else. That’s right – we bought tickets to the very convention we were putting on for everyone else to enjoy. I paid for my flight from California, and Amanda and I split the cost of our hotel room., same as everyone else. That money did not come out of the convention budget. No sooner did I get home and back to an exploding family crisis when the MOMA show was announced.

We absolutely tasted our share of sour grapes while watching a few of the same people who came to our convention fly on to NYC. I remember feeling so dejected after I saw how the evening went. What started as a screening ended up as a cocktail party with the band present. There were pictures, and the band seemed so welcoming to fans that night…those who were there were so lucky!! Oh well, right? What can you do??

Breaking open doors I’ve sealed up before

Even with the missteps I’ve taken along the way (and there have been many), I can’t be bitter. My days of sour grapes are over. I’ve done and seen a lot – much more than a lot of people. I’ve had times when I’ve been able to afford to go to a lot of shows and travel, and now I’m in a time where I really just can’t. Oddly, I feel like I’ve won the lottery because for the past few years – coincidentally the time when I’ve been least able to afford to fly – the band has played within reasonable driving distance to where I live. I am very lucky, which is why you’re not going to see me complain about set lists or much anything else. My luck isn’t going to hold out forever though, and I would imagine that next year – should they decide to tour for their 40th anniversary – I’ll be sitting at home doing most of my cheering.

I also can’t ignore the fact that for most of the rest of the world, they’ve had to sit on the sidelines since before Paper Gods was released, watching the US fans complain about ticket prices, set lists, and the like. It is easy to forget that many of these worldwide fans would pay whatever ticket price the band wanted, and would be willing to listen to whatever set the band plays, just to be able to see them.

Looking for cracks in the pavement

The reality is, most of us just can’t go to everything. I feel like I’m a recovering addict in that sense. Every time something is announced, I have to forcibly talk myself out of feeling like I need to go. I’m learning to say “no” to myself more and more often. I can’t say it’s easy, but a lot of times, it’s necessary. I’m not responsible for only myself. I have a family and husband to consider, and I wouldn’t trade my family for all of the Duran Duran shows in the world. That’s progress, right?

I see friends tell one another all the time that they should just buy the ticket and that they’ll make more money later. That thinking might work, until something catastrophic happens. I’ll never forget going to New York City in 2007 to see the special fan show that fell on Father’s Day. My husband and dad were fine with me going, and I came home to celebrate with them the following weekend. Little did I know at the time, that was the last Father’s Day I’d ever spend with my dad. I think about that a lot.

I’m a work in progress. Every single time I start feeling self-pity because I can’t be in Florida, or something else, I quickly force myself to acknowledge that other fans in the world haven’t done much in several years. I have one hell of lot of nerve feeling bad about one single event. That usually snaps me out my funk. I still feel like a recovering addict in some weird ways – but I’m working on it.

-R

Kennedy Space Center PRomotion

I am not heading to Florida this week. There is a part of me that really wishes that I would be. I recognize, though, that I cannot do everything and be everywhere. Yet, I do have Vegas coming up and a family vacation in a few weeks. That said, I am completely excited for those who are going and feeling nothing but pride for the band to be given the honor to play at the Kennedy Space Center for Apollo’s 50th Anniversary. On top of all of that, I love all the publicity that Duran has been getting. Let’s share some of what I have seen and heard, shall we? (I’m not sharing the CNN interview because Rhonda had a blog about that one last week.)

I think what I have been most excited to see are the videos about the individual band member’s memories about the moon landing. As someone who was not on the planet then, I love hearing other people share stories about historical events that they witnessed. My parents, for example, told me that they were at my uncle and aunt’s house that day to play cards but that they all stopped when the news came through. So, what did Roger, Nick, John and Simon share? Let’s see!

I love that Roger mentions about how he already knew that he was going to be a musician but the idea of an astronaut couldn’t help but come into his consciousness then. I bet that a lot of kids started to think about this as a career choice after seeing this footage and the hero’s welcome the astronauts received.

It is interesting to me that John mentioned how school felt like it was in slow motion that day. I can remember later space flights in which my teachers in elementary school put on the radio for us to listen to the lift-off. Of course, I also can distinctly recall sitting in my classroom in 1986 when the Challenger exploded with what probably was the exact opposite feeling to the one in 1969.

Nick’s story about keeping the Sunday Times Magazine about this historical event reminds me of a quote that I have in my classroom. It says something about how you never know that you are living in history while it is happening. On that day of the moon landing, I’m pretty certain that the whole world knew that history was happening. Nick clearly did.

I love the fact that Roger’s parents woke him up to see the moon landing. Those are parents that I can appreciate!

Leave it to Simon to get philosophical at the end. I agree with him, though, it must be hard to have one’s life to be defined by one event. It could be magical but also limiting.

Besides these video clips, the band has been busy promoting the event through talking to various media. Tomorrow, for example, Simon will be on Sirius XM Volume in the morning to talk about it. He was also on iHeart radio with Martha Quinn this weekend, which you can hear here! While Martha tried to get setlist intel out of him, he instead focused on the drones that will be up in the air during their set.

Did I miss any other press? If so, let me know and I would be happy to edit this post to include it. Excited to cheer Duran from a distance this week while I listen to all the space related songs of theirs.

-A

And we’re Gonna Go to Space…

Welcome to Thursday, everybody! I’ve been semi-absent the last few days because all three of my kids have been at home. I took full-advantage of the time I had with all of them. Alas, those moments are fleeting these days, as my oldest heads back south today.

Even during my little mini-vacation, I mostly kept up with the news. Duran Duran had a great show in Iceland, and I saw plenty of pictures to continue convincing me that I need to visit at some point. If you missed out on Anna Ross’ video from the Blue Lagoon, you need to find it. Facials, anyone??

Makes my hair stand up on end

I was also treated to a bit of a surprise when I noticed an email from DDM. They were announcing a very special show on July 16 in Florida at none other than the Kennedy Space Center in Cape Canaveral!

The concert is a 50th anniversary celebration of Apollo 11, the shadows of the Rocket Garden serving as the backdrop for this exciting event! Tickets are $300, and those who are current members of DDM are able to participate in the pre-sale. Profits from the concert will go to benefit several charities, including the Aldrin Family Foundation’s STEAM educational organization. Entry will begin that evening at 8pm with a special guest DJ opening before Duran Duran takes the stage for a full set.

Where it’s gonna end up, anybody knows

The launch of Apollo 11 was a major milestone in American history. My father-in-law worked on that mission, along with several others. First as an engineer, and eventually as a director – I can’t honestly explain what specific portion he was responsible for, other than to say it was one of the rocket engines. Science was never one of my strong points, much less engineering! Listening to him speak about Apollo, his pride is evident. One might think it only happened a few years back. Hearing that my favorite band will play a concert to celebrate such a pivotal and important point in our history is something very special, indeed. I am once again envious of all who are able to attend.

According to the band’s announcement, which came via email to all current members of Duran Duran Music—the band is creating a special set for the show. If there was ever a time to break out “Astronaut”, I dare say this would be it.

Thankfully, none of us have to wait that long before hearing what unfolds at the show!

-R