Did you know that on this date in 1982, Duran Duran made their first appearance on American television?!?
It’s true. They appeared on a popular Philadelphia show called “Dancin’ On Air”, where they lip synched “Rio” along with the song that will outlive us all…”Hungry Like the Wolf”!
I wasn’t even twelve when this happened, but then again, I simply refuse to believe that we’re really starting to celebrate their 40th anniversary. That can’t be possible!
I know the band claims to not be fond of looking back. If I’m going to be honest – I don’t necessarily enjoy counting the amount of years we’re looking back either. I know I’m not alone when I say that I can barely remember a time when Duran Duran wasn’t in my life. I can’t even say that about my own husband! It’s bizarre and strangely comforting all at once.
All of that is even more heartwarming when I consider that tomorrow night, I expect that nearly every Duran-fan in the UK will be sitting in front of their televisions as the band takes over BBC4 for the evening. I’m envious, and only a little annoyed that the entire world can’t participate. Licensing fees, country boundaries…too much red-tape for this girl. I hope everyone who is able to see the programs enjoys them.
On a similar note, I’ve noticed that in the lead-up for tomorrow night, the hashtag #DD40 has begun to be seen and used by folks other than the Duranies who started it. This is exciting! While I know the band is somewhat reluctant about the whole thing—those of us who will use any excuse to turn something into a massive extended party are thrilled to see it. May the festivities continue!
I also wanted to once again mention that due to family circumstances beyond my immediate control, I can’t commit to Durandemonium in August. A few people have asked and I wanted to make sure everyone understands. It is a huge undertaking to coordinate a successful convention, and I’m finding that it is equally stressful and time-consuming to prepare for a move. I just can’t manage both, and it turns out that my husband really is expecting us to move north with him. Imagine that! The good news is that after a week of house hunting, we have a good idea of where we want to move. We’re going to be trading the OC beaches, traffic, and small backyards for acreage, cleaner air and trees! If all turns out as we hope, I won’t be more than ten minutes down the road from the California Mid State Fair in Paso Robles, where Duran performed a couple of years ago. Amanda remembers it for cows alongside the amphitheater. I remember because it was where Simon came to the front of the stage pretending to have a big mouthful of water to spit on us, and then didn’t (the first time anyway). I don’t think I’ve ever laughed harder at a show.
Anyway, once this crazy move is done, then I can go back to planning a big Duranie party to celebrate the 40th. That seems reasonable, doesn’t it?
In the meantime, enjoy your night of television tomorrow, UK Duranies!