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TV vs. Radio: Survey Question

If you are someone who checks into the blog on a daily basis (and we hope that you do!!!), you probably noticed that the questions of the day took on a slightly different format this week.  We finished up the topic about which video is each band members’ best.  The results of that topic are as follows:

SIMON:

NICK:

JOHN:

ROGER:

ANDY:

WARREN:

DOM:

Personally, I love how many different videos were chosen.  Anyway, the new topic is the last one for videos for awhile.  In this case, we are asking the opposite:  which band member looks the best in each of the video.   I’m not going to lie.  I wouldn’t mind seeing some competition between the Simon fans, the Nick fans, the John fans, etc.  Fight for your favorite, people!

Of course, the number of Duran Duran videos is finite.  This topic cannot go on forever.  I’m not sure what survey question we should ask next.  After all, we have been doing this question of the day thing for awhile now.  We have asked about lots of different aspects of Duran Duran.  Here is a list:

  • Which band member looks the best in each video
  • Which video is each band member’s best
  • Sexiest video
  • Song with the best lyric
  • The best lyrics
  • Favorite video
  • Favorite 1st track, 2nd track, etc
  • Favorite album covers
  • Favorite picture of each band member
  • Favorite Andy Taylor solo song
  • Favorite Arcadia song
  • Favorite b-side
  • Favorite song Duran has covered
  • Favorite demo
  • Favorite Dom Brown solo song
  • Favorite duo picture or combo of 2 band members
  • Favorite song
  • Favorite group photo
  • Favorite band member
  • Favorite John Taylor solo song
  • Favorite live track
  • Favorite merchandise
  • Most played live songs
  • Favorite Neurotic Outsiders song
  • Notorious vs. Arcadia
  • Favorite song from each album
  • Favorite Power Station song
  • Rank each of the albums
  • Songs never heard live
  • Songs rarely heard live
  • Songs heard live a lot
  • Most recent setlist
  • Other songs that should be added to the setlist
  • Side and solo video
  • Favorite single
  • Favorite song from the Devils
  • Favorite song from TV Mania
  • Favorite side project

The question I have for all of you is an easy one.  Do you have an idea for the next topic?  Is there something that we have not covered but should?  Is there a topic that should be redone as people’s opinions might have changed and because the topic is super fun?  Where do you think we should go from here?

-A

P.S. Thanks to those who have sent/turned in your Top 40 Duran Duran songs homework!  Remember that it is due October 28!

 

So Today My World It Smiles – Thank You for Donating!

Happy Tuesday!

Duran Duran fans have been called “overwhelming”, “crazy”, “insane”, and “overzealous”. People like to call us “stalkers”, and we’ve all heard at least once that we should have grown up by now. People look at Amanda and I with incredulous looks when we discuss our joy for writing this blog. Even people within our community think we’re over-the top.

We’re also good and generously kind people, too.

I don’t know how many have taken notice of the donation button on our front page, regardless of whether or not you have used it. I can tell you though, that we’ve received several kind donations during the time it has been there, and I wanted to take a moment to say thank you.

When, at the urging of family and friends, I finally agreed to put a donation button on the site – I wasn’t entirely comfortable. Amanda and I never went into this seeking to make a single dime. I suppose my feelings about that had far more to do with keeping my expectations incredibly low than it did much of anything else. At the time, we weren’t paying for hosting, and it took very little of my time to manage. I was also concerned that we’d have people saying that we were trying to profit off of the band – which is another subject entirely – and I didn’t want to fight that battle. Times changed though. We now host the site ourselves. Ads don’t pay the way they once did. The website is costly, and it takes more time to manage. So, when the donation button went up, I winced, hoped for the best, and then tried not to think about it again.

I was overjoyed and incredibly thankful when notification of our first donation popped up in our mailbox. The hosting bill was due, and my bank account was very low. That person saved me having to beg Amanda for more than her share of website costs. A few others have come in over the month since, and they too have helped. What might seem “free” to do really is not. Since our website receives a lot of traffic now compared to 2010, I have needed to bump up our hosting limits.

My point is simple – I felt like it was high time to say thank you. I am not going to post names of those who have donated, but I want all of you to know that I remember each one of you. I know you sent us money, and I greatly appreciate that you did.  Please know that every time we get a notification that someone sent us money, I am sending silent thanks. We use those donations specifically for this site, and we have never taken them for granted. We have a special account set up purely for Daily Duranie, and that is exactly where it goes.

Daily Duranie—this silly little blog—got me through this past year. It was a rough one for me and my family. Writing the blogs gave me a chance to forget about what was going on here at home. It probably seems silly to all of you, but my anxiety kept me up at night. I’d wake up in the middle of the night in a sweat, and all that time, I didn’t dare share my worries with my husband. He needed to find a job, and I needed to stay positive.

Anyone who really knows me probably realizes how futile that particular exercise must have been.

There are many nuances to this story that are incredibly personal and private to me and my family, but once again I found that Duran Duran, specifically writing this fan blog, saved me. I didn’t even turn to friends or talk to Amanda, I just couldn’t. I clammed up and stopped talking to anyone besides my kids and Walt. Writing a simple blog each day though, that I could do. I focused on another topic for an hour, and that really helped with my anxiety.

At one point when we put the donation button up, I believe I’d said that we would use the leftover proceeds for the next convention.  Naturally, my life flipped up on end and is still in a state of organized chaos. I had to postpone any thoughts I had of a convention. We sold wristbands and raffle tickets to help pay for convention costs, too. I wanted to assure everyone that we haven’t forgotten. Both Amanda and I really want to do another convention. I hate saying, “Hey maybe next year” and then bailing out on those plans, so I won’t. I’ll just say that we will continue to save whatever is donated (through the button and/or raffles or wristband sales) towards our operating costs, both for the website as well as whatever meet ups and conventions come next.

In less than a month, Daily Duranie will celebrate its eight birthday, or anniversary. This has been the fastest eight years of my life. I don’t know what our plans are, going forward – except that I plan to continue writing. During previous hiatus periods (whether real or fan-perceived), I didn’t always have a busy schedule. I didn’t take advantage of the time. This year, I’ve been forced into doing that a few times, and in a few months I expect I’ll be needing to take some time again. I think Amanda has been using the quiet period to do some things that she feels she’s needed as well. I’m hoping that when the time is right, we’ll both be ready to switch into Duran Duran-mode and feel fresh.

The blog has become a part of my daily life, and the days where I’m not writing feel very weird, as though I’m forgetting something.  Some people have diaries or journals, and I have this blog. It is a part of me, and I’m not ready to separate myself from it. In fact, I kind of think the best may be yet to come!

Thank you again to those who have donated. We sincerely appreciate everything you’ve done.

-R

 

 

When It Comes Down to my Soul

Every summer I come up with a long list of projects, things I want to accomplish but cannot when I’m working 60-70 hours a week during the school year.  Typically what happens is that I get about 75% of the way done and then the rest goes undone until the next summer.  For example, last summer I worked on organizing pictures.  I finished organizing them through 2011.  Clearly, I did not finish (and haven’t yet).  This year is no exception when it comes to starting a big project.  Organization is my big focus.  I decided, perhaps stupidly, to go through my entire house and reorganize it.  Needless to say, I have thrown out a bunch of stuff and put other items aside to give away.  This makes me feel good and more in control.  I need that.

In some ways, this summer, this time reminds me of the summer of 2015.  During that year, my mom battled cancer.  This meant that my entire focus was on her and what needed to be done to support her.  This, of course, didn’t mean that everything else stopped.  I still had to pay my bills, go to the grocery store, clean my house, etc.  Life didn’t stop but my priority changed.  Now, in 2018, my priority is my political activity.  It is an election year (maybe the most important in US history), which means that a whole lot of my time is spent gearing up for August through Election Day when voter contact will be frequent.  Thus, I’m trying to keep up on my household tasks while keeping my eye on political stuff and reorganizing my house.  Don’t get me wrong.  I’m not complaining.  I chose this and feel like it is what I need to do.  But I do realize that other parts of my life are being pushed to the side.

I’m getting close to finishing this big summer project having just one room and one closet left to complete.  What room and closet is left?  It is my office, which is really my second bedroom.  Now, some of you might know that my office is my Duran sanctuary of sorts.  It is covered with Duran posters, album covers, photos from various tours, and much more.  

In the process of reorganizing this space, I have gone through convention materials, notes from various book projects, notebooks filled with brainstorming and blog ideas.  I smiled a lot as I came across each and every item.  In some cases, my facial emotion reflected the joy that arose from a good memory of a fun time.  In other cases, I felt a longing to finish or to start a project that once came up.  I miss writing and researching in that way.  Yet, I instantly recognized that now is not the time as much as I might want to sit down and write or research some angle of fandom that I hadn’t considered much.  No, my focus is elsewhere.  I get it.  This is how life goes.  Hopefully, it will swing back to this sooner rather than later.

This leads me to think of the blog.  For some reason, this is different.  Unlike more significant writing, this remains part of my daily existence.  I suspect that part of this is the fact that we made a commitment to do this daily.  I follow through on my commitments.  The other aspect is our longevity.  We have been writing this blog for a long time.  It is now a habit, part of my daily existence.  It does not fit in the projects category of my life.  No, writing this blog is like paying bills…although that makes it sound like a chore.  Perhaps a better way to say it is that it is like showering.  Yes, it takes time, but it is time that makes me feel better.  It helps me get the rest of my to do list done.  This task gives me energy and an escape from the less than fun aspects of life.  It keeps me attached to the fandom, to the  Duranie in me that I desperately need when the rest of life gets heavy.  In the past whenever I have pushed some aspect of myself aside, that part always bubbles to the surface, demanding my attention and showing that I was unhappy without it.  Now, I guarantee that this won’t happen.  No, the blog keeps one foot in fandom while I take care of business elsewhere.  For that, I’m grateful.

-A

Can You Taste the Summer?

The school year is finally finished.  It was definitely one of the longest school years of my career and one of the toughest.  I know that I probably say that every year but this year was different.  Tougher.  Harder.  Let’s just say that I have cried more in the last couple of weeks than I have in months over it all.  Even as I try to celebrate the end, I find myself exhausted, both mentally and emotionally.

All of that said, today I am leaving for a family vacation of sorts.  I’m flying with my parents to Boston to see my brother who lives there.  The best part is that my dad will get a big surprise once we arrive which I’m so looking forward to.  It has been a very tough year for him, too.  Needless to say, I need a break.  There is nothing quite like getting a change of scenery to clear one’s head.  This trip will be good for me.

I made a decision that isn’t typical for me.  I’m taking a real break during this family trip.  I won’t be blogging tomorrow.  I don’t want to deal with any responsibilities even ones that I love.  Instead, I want to focus on the time with the family.  My carry on will be lighter without this laptop.  On top of tomorrow’s blog, I will also be taking a break from doing the question of the day.  So, the blog will be silent on Sunday.  I assume that Rhonda will blog like normal on Monday.  Then, I’ll be back with the question of the day on Thursday and my weekend blogs on Friday.  I think the complete break from everything will be good for me.  I need it.

Part of me feels guilty for this.  The question of the day doesn’t take a long time to do.  The blog should publish something daily, part of me says.  The other part of me says that I deserve to take some time to have a short break.  It will be fine.  On that note, I’m off to  the airport.  See you all on Thursday!

-A

Who Do You Need?

Sometimes, it feels like weeks take on a feeling, a theme.  Last week, it was all about political action.  This week, there has been a 360 degree turn, which has led me to think about friendship, support and    the importance of common experiences.  (I hope that you all let me express my thinking for a bit.  I need it.  I promise, though, that I will get to a Duran connection eventually.)

Some weeks at work focus on curriculum development or assessment.  Unfortunately, my week didn’t have anything to do with that.  No, it was about kids who are hurting, emotionally, and for good reasons.  I have had students come to me with suicidal thoughts, mental illness, concerns about sexual assault, and discrimination.  Yeah, clearly, their problems are not surface ones.  These kids came to me for comfort, for hugs, for advice or for a place to vent, to talk, to express their conflicted emotions.  With each one, I offered hugs, my ear and any advice that I could.  As each one walked away, I felt frustration that I couldn’t do more and sadness that they have to deal with these incredibly tough issues.

As I now sit in my living room, I am left thinking about support.  Did I support my students enough?  Did it matter that many of their problems are not ones that I have experienced first hand myself?  I wondered if their families could or did offer better support.  Did their friends?  Should I do more?  If so, what?  Even as I type this, I ache for them.  They are so young and have so much on their plates.  I admire their strength and their ability to pick themselves up to move forward.

As I ponder these students I am so fond of, I think my own friendships.  Do I offer my friends enough support especially when they are struggling?  If not, how can I?  Then, I think about myself.  Things haven’t been awesome for me, either.  Am I as strong as my students?  Do I seek the support that I need like they do and did?  I have to say that I probably don’t as I think I have gotten pretty good at hiding my own pain and putting on a good front.  I let pride rule and I don’t often ask for what I need.  Again, though, I think about my kids.  They didn’t let their pride get in their way.

Is it more than just pride for me?  Is it because I assume that no one would understand because they haven’t experienced what I have?  Maybe.  Does having first hand understanding of something matter? I think of Rhonda.  We have had many conversations over the years about how we are the only two people in the world that understands what it is like to be half of the Daily Duranie.  I think about those blogs in which people have unleashed it on us, telling us not only that we are wrong but that we are “desperate” or “pathetic” or something similar.  If there is a negative comment that gets to me, there is no one better to turn to than Rhonda because she has been there, too.  Our unique experience as the Daily Duranie does bring us closer and causes us to lean on each other at times.  I wonder if that is the same thing with members of Duran.  Have they turned to each other at times solely because they are the only ones who understand what it is like to be a member of the band?  Maybe.

Are their some experiences that are so unique that others couldn’t get it and couldn’t give the amount and kind of support that is needed?  I don’t know.  This is where I fail for myself.  I often don’t share problems I have with people who I suspect wouldn’t get it.  Now, I have to wonder if I am not giving enough credit to other people.  So, this week has reminded me that people can and should ask for help or support when they need it.

-A

Daily Questions Thoughts and Opinions

Tomorrow, I will finish the latest set of daily questions.  This time, I have been asking people which video they think is sexier.  We are down to the final three possibilities:  Pressure Off, Save a Prayer and Come Undone.  I anxiously await the results.

As many of you know, we have been doing the daily question for years now.  I feel like we have asked about everything, including favorite song, video, album cover, lyric, and so much more.  Right now, we are focusing on videos and I could continue to ask questions about them.  For example, I could ask about funniest video or smartest video.  Perhaps, I could focus on band members and which video they look best in.  Clearly, the possible questions are numerous.

If you read the blog on Friday, you know that we are in a period of reflection.  We are wondering what to focus on, if anything.  This, of course, includes the blog and these daily questions.  Should we continue it in the same format?  What about posting daily?  Do the questions of the day work for people?

This is where you all come in.  What do you think we should do in terms of the daily question?  Should we continue in the same way?  If so, do I keep asking about videos?  Is there another topic I should do instead?  I could ask something that I did ask before.  Maybe you think that I should change the format or the time from daily to weekly?  If that is true, what would you prefer?  Now, I have to acknowledge that the polling tool we use might not be able to do everything that might be suggested.

In all seriousness, I enjoy doing the daily question.  I like knowing what people think about various elements of Duran Duran, but I also want to make this work for everyone.  I thought about putting up a poll to ask this but I didn’t want to limit people’s thoughts to checking a box.  So, this is the time to just shout out your thoughts.  After people have chimed in, we will go through people’s suggestions as well as our thoughts and go from there.  I cannot promise you that we will use your suggestions but I would love to hear your ideas.  If nothing else, they will help me think, which I would totally appreciate.

-A

Bleeding from Paper Cuts

I have been waiting to use that lyric ever since I first heard it. To me, it is the perfect line to describe my job.  Teaching has gotten a lot harder in the last ten years or so.  The job did not instantly get tough but has slowly been getting more and more difficult.  To me, each subtle change or each little new expectation did not seem like a big deal at the time.  They were paper cuts.  Now, many teachers are full of paper cuts, to follow the metaphor.  The last couple of weeks have definitely felt like receiving a series of paper cuts that are so bad that I’m left bleeding and stinging.  Funny part is that on just one day last week, I literally got six paper cuts.  It seemed fitting.

Looking at my job as well as other activities in my life, I have come to a conclusion.  I seek intensity.  I live and breathe intensity.  When it comes to teaching, I can be laser focused on what I need to do for the job.  The last couple of weeks have included very little beyond writing finals, grading them along with any other assignments that have been turned in, and getting ready for the new semester.  The amount of time I have spent on huge is huge.  I literally have graded every single day in the last three weeks.  While the job is set up to do this, I also recognize that I take on the intensity differently than many of my colleagues.  Others are able to turn off the work and the thinking but I struggle with that.  It is probably one of the reasons that I believe I’m a good teacher but it makes the rest of life tough.  On one hand, I desperately want something a little less stressful.  On the other, this feels normal to me.  Part of me, I think, likes it.  The reason I think this is because I do the same things in other areas of my life.

As many of you know, besides teaching, I also volunteer my time with political campaigns.  What is the best part about campaigning?  The end is the best part.  I love the Get Out the Vote weekend.  For those not in the know, it is the last four days of the campaign when we hit the ground hard and at full speed with maximum volunteers.  Those weekends are marked by very little sleep and working 14-16 hour days.  Most people would run from this but I love it especially when I am on the winning team.  That feeling of elation is like nothing else I have experienced.  Political marches create the same level of intensity and emotionality.  The only thing better is touring.

I love lots and lots of parts of fandom and this Duran Duran fandom of mine but there is nothing better than touring.  Like teaching, I suspect that Rhonda and I tour more intensely than some.  After all, we can and do often party pretty hard.  I won’t lie.  There have been times in which we have had more drinks than we have hours of sleep.  Even now, over a decade into touring, we are still typically the last people standing.  Our roommates always seem to get to sleep before we do.  Even when we leading the activities at Durandemonium, our 2013 convention, we still went out after everyone else was back at the hotel after dancing the night away at Late Bar, Chicago’s New Wave dance club.  The lack of sleep combined with the partying and non-stop activity is pretty intense.  Heck, on  the very first tour Rhonda and I were awake for over 36 hours and did not consume any food for almost 24 hours.  It was a sign of how this touring thing would go for us.

When I stop and analyze my life, I have to admit that I like intensity because I like how everything else fades into the background.  When I’m on tour, I just think about touring, Duran Duran, my friends, my fandom.  While politics or teaching may enter for a few minutes here or there, my mind doesn’t stay on them.  Unfortunately, though, touring is not as common as I wish it was.  Instead, really, teaching is the bulk of my day-to-day existence.  Unlike touring, I wish I wasn’t as intensely focused on it as I am.  I try to keep up with politics during the school year and I definitely try to stay in contact with some elements of my fandom but they are often fleetly and short-lived until the news is about a tour or something equally exciting.  Then, I can carve out time for plotting!  The one thing I do in my life that gives me a good break is this.  Blogging.

When we started this blog, I thought this would help us in a variety of ways.  I thought maybe we would meet new people.  I figured that we would gain some insight into our fan community, that we would learn a lot about our fandom.  There was hope that we would become better writers.  All of that has happened.  What I didn’t expect was what blogging would do for me personally.  It gives me a real break from the insane world of being a high school teacher or political activist.  Truly, it allows me to keep the fun side of me alive even when the rest is attempting to swallow that part of me.  Heck, even when I am not blogging myself, taking the time to read Rhonda’s blog or people’s comments is necessary for me to remain sane.  Am I alone in this or does this blog give people a little break from the stress of their day-to-day existence?  I know that I’m thankful for it and hope others are as well.

-A

Can You Hear Me Now

It has been a long week, one that I alternatively spent either super busy with work or contemplating.  The two activities are connected, of course.  The fact that I have worked way too many hours on top of criticism of my work led me to ponder a lot.  Finally, yesterday, a thought came to my mind.  I had this thought while writing directions on the chalkboard for my students who were about to take their Women’s Studies final.  I wanted to find a quote or some inspirational phrase for them to leave with.  As I thought and began searching for the perfect statement, I remembered how often we talked about the importance of voice, of not being silent or silenced.  While I emphasize this in class, I’m not sure that I’m really living it in all aspects of my life.

When I tend to think about who I am, the three things that immediately pop up are fan, teacher and activist.  Do I have a voice in all areas or am I silenced?  Let’s take it one at a time.  As far as my activism goes, I generally do feel like I have a voice.  Last year on this day, I was driving to Washington DC with a few friends to participate in the Women’s March.  I’m proud of that.  Today, I will drive to Milwaukee to participate in another women’s march.  So that area of my life seems solid.  What about the other two?

Teaching is a far different story.  It is an intense job that takes up both a lot of time and my energy.  Honestly, I feel like I could talk about my job not just hours but days.  Maybe weeks.  Yet, I often find myself only dropping hints, little thoughts, bits and pieces.  The reason for this is simple.  As much as I am bursting to talk about my job and everything that goes with it, I cannot.  It isn’t a simple job of “do I like it” or “do I hate it”.  It is a job that everyone thinks they know about but the only ones who really do are the ones who have done it themselves.  The public watches and uses what teachers say to fit whatever beliefs they have about education or teachers.  Thus, I don’t say more.  I simply cannot explain the full spectrum of thoughts and feelings I have about my job.  There is too much there.  Does my being silent about my job hurt me?  Probably.  Yet, I lack an alternative.  For now.

So, what about this?  What about blogging?  What about being a fan?What about being a Duranie?  Hmm…I never really thought about my voice when it comes to fandom.  When Rhonda and I started doing research on fandom and applying what we had learned to our fandom, the reason was simple.  We wanted to better understand ourselves and our fan community.  The plan, of course, was to share our learning with others.  Then, we added this little blog here.  In thinking about both book work and blogging, clearly, we have found means to share what we think and feel when it comes to our fandom.  We have spaces for our voices.  Many people can choose to read this blog or participate in social media with us, giving our voices acknowledgement.  As the blog moved from infancy to what we have now, a place in which not only our voices are heard, but a place where other fans can be heard, too.

When I think of teaching and being a political person, having a voice is a big deal.  When I think about fandom, it is a big deal there, too.  I think about how often fans have been criticized or mocked for having such passion for whatever it is that they love.  This has led a lot of fans to be silenced.  Too many hide that passion, that love.  Rhonda and I chose not to do that here.  We give voice to our love for Duran Duran.  We don’t hide it here and never will.  On top of that, we welcome others to do the same.  In thinking about the stigma that too many adult fans face, it seems to me that one way to fight this is to speak out and speak up about being a fan.  I am a fan.  I love the band, Duran Duran.  If being a fan seems normal, common, won’t that stigma die?  I sure hope so.

What do the rest of you think?  Is it important for fans to find and use their voice?  What other ways can fans speak out about their fandom?

-A

And She Wonders How She Ever Got Here

The weekly lyric day blog post is here again.  Once again, it is taking place on Saturday rather than Friday.  The reason, of course, was to cover the brand new Katy Kafe with Nick.  Duran news definitely takes priority.  My shuffle today landed on the song, Girls on Film.  That is not exactly a song that I often pick to describe my life in pretty much any way.  Still, I was able to pick out a lyric when I really examined the lyrics.  I chose the line, “And she wonders how she ever got here.”  While that line has to do with experiences models go through, it sure could fit so much more.

When I stop or take a break from my never-ending to-do list and look around, I’m sometime surprised at my life.  Tell me that I’m not the only one, right?  If someone had told me thirty years ago that I would be teaching high school right now, I wouldn’t be surprised by that.  I would expect that.  What I wouldn’t expect or didn’t expect was that teaching has not gotten easier.  It is just the opposite.  I kept waiting for that magical time when I would not have so much work to do, but that has never happened.  Weird.  Still, teaching seems and feels normal, especially the high school history part.  Very deliberate choices led to this career of mine.  No, it is the rest of my life that leads me to wonder more about how I got here.

I figured that I would be politically active, in some way.  Voting would be a normal part of existence.  Again, what I didn’t expect was to be involved as much as I have been in the last ten years or so.  I didn’t expect to be motivated by a potential presidential candidate as I was by President Obama.  The movement against Governor Walker’s plan to stop unions for public employees was not anything that I expected.  As someone who was/is directly impacted by this, I had no choice but to get involved.  I feel the same way now.  Are the choices I have made ones that directed me to this now?  In some ways, sure.  In other ways, I am just reacting to the world around me.

Then, there is probably the weirdest aspect of my life.  This.  Fandom.  While I always had fan tendencies, I would have never imagined that fandom would be such a huge part of my life.  I figured that there would be bands or tv shows or movies or something that I would like but none such as what I feel for and about Duran.  Even as a kid, when Duran posters made up my bedroom wallpaper, I believed, somewhere in the back of my mind that I would eventually let it go.  I had no idea when that would happen or why, just that it would.  After all, I didn’t know anyone that dedicated to a fandom, for that long.  I had no real examples of it.

Even if I could have imagined myself being a big fan of Duran still, I’m pretty certain that I had no clue that I would express that fandom in the ways that I do now.  Again, I didn’t know anyone who traveled to go to concerts.  Heck, I probably would have thought that was weird, too.  What about the idea of writing a daily blog?  Or a book about fandom?  If someone had told me all of that, I would have asked the person how long s/he had been doing crack because that would be the only explanation.  So, how did I get here??

That is the big question, isn’t it?  How did I get here?  When I think about my adult fandom, the first step in this direction is becoming a fan of the now-long canceled TV show, Roswell.  The show’s focus on alienation while seeking connection with others grabbed me–probably because I was searching for any and all connections in a new city.  This led me to seek out other fans online.  Some of those fans traveled for fan-related events, something that was shocking to me then.  It opened my eyes to the possibility of doing really crazy but fun things in the name of fandom.  More specifically, one of those fans was also a Duran fan who reminded me about how amazing Duran is.  That’s all it took to awaken my fandom once again.  It didn’t hurt that the band had just reunited and a new album and tour was on the way.

From there, I sought out other Duranies online.  That led me to DuranDuranFans, a message board where I met Rhonda, and learned of a fan convention in New Orleans in September 2004.  I couldn’t resist the idea and jumped at the chance to go.  There I met Rhonda in person along with other friends of ours.  The Astronaut Tour of 2005 gave an opportunity to really get to know those fellow board users.  Rhonda and I discovered that we toured well together and could cause each other to laugh and laugh and laugh.  Obviously, then, we knew that we had found our touring partner for life.

Okay.  This tells me how I got to be good friends with Rhonda, but how did we start this blog or think about organizing meet-ups or writing a book?  The answer there is actually pretty simple.  We spent a lot of time talking, thinking and analyzing about what we saw and felt on this crazy fandom journey.  While we were trying to figure out what made fandom tick, we also wanted to help make it better, at least in the small ways we could.  Were we perfect with this?  Far from it.  That said, we did learn a lot along the way.  Now, all of this is part of my life.  I cannot imagine it any other way.

-A

Haunted By…

Any idea what our most looked at blog has been?  My goodness…at this point, we have over 4,000 blog posts.  So what would be the most “popular” of sorts???  Was it one that shared big news about a tour or a new album?  Nope.  Was it one that focuses on some controversial topic within fandom or our fandom?  It is not.  Could it have been the interview with Dom Brown?  That would be a good guess but…alas, it is not.  No, the most viewed blog post is the one I wrote about the interpretations of the Reflex.  My reaction to this?  Oh, for the love of Pete…

Let me give some background.  For awhile I was writing blogs that analyzed and/or offered interpretations of certain Duran songs.  Some of these songs were ones that I had been thinking about and others were suggestions from our readers.  It became obvious that I could not ignore one of Duran’s most successful singles and one that is often discussed in interviews.  I can think of countless times that the band, most specifically Simon, has been asked about what the song means.  So, I need what I had to do and looked up the interpretations online then went through the lyrics to determine if the various interpretations were possible or likely.  All of this was done on this blog here.   Since the blog was posted almost 5 years ago to the day, we have had a ton of people look at it.  We still get comments on it.

Now, looking back, was it smart of me to do that blog?  Was it a good idea to really look at that song?  I don’t know.  I’m not ashamed of the blog post.  A part of me really enjoys looking at theories and lyrics and trying to analyze them and always will.  But should I have done that with this song?  I don’t know.  I have seen interviews in which John Taylor has indicated that it is a good thing that the lyrics continue to be discussed like a poem would.  Maybe so.  Yet, I see Simon appeared to be slightly annoyed or frustrated when the topic comes up.  Is it because he feels embarrassed about them?  I suspect not.  I wonder if his feelings are similar to mine when I see the hits on this post or new comments.

I am always glad when someone comes to the blog for whatever purpose.  I am proud of all that Rhonda and I have written over the past 7 years.  Likewise, I’m hopeful that one blog post might lead to more searching on the site or having someone subscribe to check in daily.  I’m sure Simon feels the same way with the same hope that someone into the Reflex will lead to listening to lots more Duran.  That said, it doesn’t always lead to that.  There isn’t always more searching on the blog or new dedicated readers.  If I had to focus on one point, I would emphasis that there is a lot more here on the Daily Duranie besides talking about the Reflex just like there is a lot more to Duran than the song or a lot more to Simon’s lyrics.

So, if you have come to search for the meaning of the Reflex, that’s great.  Please, though, take some time to look around at other interpretations or other blogs.  Consider subscribing.  Come back more often.  We have lots more to offer.

-A