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To Whom It May Concern

Happy Thursday everyone!!

I did something crazy yesterday. After blogging, I went outside. I trimmed and shaped most of our landscaping. It was sunny and warm, the air was fresh and clean, and it was fantastic. Then I came inside and cleaned out the chicken brooder. (The things I type these days…never thought I’d ever write about my own baby chickens!!) I felt really good until about 5:30 when my back announced, out of nowhere, that I was going to pay for what I’d done.

I love aging.

So today, in between taking copious amounts of Advil and teaching an unwilling-to-write-anything 10-year old tween, I need to blog. I had a great idea for blogging last night while I was getting ready for bed. I knew I could write it quickly and then be on my way for the weekend. This morning when I woke up – the idea was gone. Poof.

Again, LOVE aging. It is the best!

I’ve come up with another topic though. Lately, I’ve heard a lot of people talk about #DD40. I’ve seen a lot of tweets, spoken to people…and even hoped out loud for things, but I haven’t really blogged about it that much. So here we go.

Dear Duran Duran,

(Like the opening? I figure I may as well address it to the right people. Did I get their attention? Probably not. I think Simon just shut his laptop. *sigh*)

It is 2019. My first question is basic. Are we even gonna celebrate this thing at all? I mean, ever?? Yes, I know that none of you like looking back. I suppose that if this were my own 40th anniversary of something, I might not like looking back at Rhonda, circa 1980 either. In fact, I’ve seen those pictures. In my own case, I look like an awkward 10-year old. May those photos never see the light of the internet. Anyway, I get it. Simon did say we’re all looking old. Why look back when we can look forward, yes?

Fine then. But really? What year are we going to say is the 40th then?? I am confused.

If we ARE choosing to celebrate – and I don’t see any reason to turn down having a good party – then I have some ideas for you. Feel free to use them, and I don’t really need to take, or be given, credit. I’ll know. You’ll know. That’s enough for me. <exaggerated wink, wink>

  1. Your anniversary shows (if I dare be so bold as to assume they’re happening) should be in the UK. Now, I realize the rest of the world is probably ready to throw grenades in my general direction now, and I’m sorry. Facts are facts. You started in the UK, and that should be the place of the party. We’ll come to you.
  2. In keeping with that theme, it would seem to me that having these special anniversary shows that I am formally requesting should coincide, generally speaking, with the time that Simon joined the band and you first did shows with him. Especially since we didn’t celebrate the date you played your first shows AS Duran Duran to begin with. Did that happen by design? Forgot the date? Didn’t care? Simon didn’t want anybody to remember Duran Duran before he got there??? Who knows…….
  3. So when was that time of year that you played your first show with Simon then? Summer? July?? This works for me, and I think it might still work for Amanda. (although I did see that the Democratic National Convention is in Milwaukee during July of next year…) I mean, since I’m typing up these ideas anyway. July of 2020 is a good time. It might be hot, but then, I did survive other summer shows outdoors in the US during Paper Gods.
  4. Hmm…. NO OUTDOOR SHOWS. Can I even suggest that??? This is my blog. YES I CAN! (You just don’t have to listen. I know you’re not. Simon shut his laptop and John threw his phone. Ok then. Fine….)
  5. NO FESTIVALS. <big giant grin here>
  6. I’d like a set (as in more than one because I know they’ll sell out and that would suck for anyone who can’t get tickets!) of dedicated shows where we (you) don’t have to worry about little things like “Does anyone beyond the first ten rows really KNOW “Planet Roaring”, “Shadows on your Side” or even “Late Bar”?? (I had to get that in there, sorry.) Celebrating the band should be about more than just celebrating your hits. Yeah, I know that’s a pipe dream. So is the rest of this list. Yet I keep adding to it….
  7. This next one is probably outside of your realm of influence, but I’m going to beg anyway. What if someone from your camp were to give the dates to a couple of fans who are willing (and very ready as of mid-April!) to organize a real fan party – like a Durandemonium party – during the time of these shows? We don’t need much, just the show dates and a good idea of where they’ll happen so we can pick a place that would be easy to get to/from along the way to shows. I mean, what good is an anniversary without a fan convention?!? While I know we’ve reneged on a couple in the past, if you announce the shows, we will put together the appropriate fan celebrations. Done deal. (Oh by the way…. Amanda? We might be planning a convention. Overseas. Forgot to tell you. Oopsie.)
  8. Aside from shows to commemorate such a tremendous occasion, how about some good stuff for the collectors out there? Reissues? Hard-to-find video from way back when? Photo books? Posters? Things that aren’t priced as though they are coming direct from the Louvre itself? Just saying…
  9. It would be really cool to have a massive one-off where everyone who has been a part of the band could be there. You know, Warren, Dom, Andy (that alone would floor me)…Sterling and Steve Ferrone…the list is lengthy, but you get the idea. I know that’s probably not possible, but then again – most of this list isn’t possible or probable! (Dear fellow fans, do not send me mail saying that the band doesn’t have to listen to me. I already know that. Please find a sense of humor. The band would be crazy to take cues from me) I figured I’d throw out the request here anyway.
  10. Most of all, I think that people like me just want an opportunity to really celebrate the one constant that has been in our lives for 40+ years now. Sure, some of us have gone to shows lately, but I think that having a show or shows in Birmingham that are announced and billed as the #DD40 shows would have special significance, as they should. In all seriousness, the time I spent in Birmingham changed my entire outlook on Duran Duran, and even myself. The idea of going back specifically to see you for the 40th is especially intriguing to me. When I was in Las Vegas, nearly everyone I spoke with about even the possibility of going to the UK next year, was on board and ready to commit to being there. It could be quite a party, and really, isn’t that what this band is all about anyway? 😀

With all the love, joy, and respect possible,

Rhonda

So there you have it. My list. I could have added more on it, like showing up to our convention, or doing meet and greets, or even finally getting the chance to meet them beyond a quick signing….but I was kind and at least partially realistic! We just want to celebrate with the band, am I right? Sure, new music would be great. Old music would be outstanding…but mostly, I think we all just want to be gathered as a fan community, enjoying time with the people who brought many of us together in turn. I have loved Duran Duran longer than almost anything else in my life. Celebrating not only their music, but these guys as the humans they are – seems appropriate. I only hope they don’t let the time slip by.

-R

You Coming Down Now?

Packing up…

For those of you who were in Vegas this weekend, has it hit you yet?

You know…the Post Concert Depression?

Combined feelings of exhaustion mixed with thoughts of “Well, now what do I have to look forward to?” start the post concert depression cycle. It is a huge let down. I can only speak to my own experience here, but sometimes it is worse than others.

For me, the longer I was away from my regular life, the worse it seemed to be. When I traveled to the UK for the AYNIN tour, I think we were gone six days (the time we actually saw shows, that is!) and when I got home – I was wiped out. The jet lag was terrible (I really struggle with it, even when I am flying within the US), and I think that amplified everything I was feeling. During the Paper Gods tour, Amanda and I were insane and did two weeks worth of shows. I remember that last show in Chula Vista – I was so sad. I even tweeted afterwards that I couldn’t believe it would be another five years before I’d see them again. (Turns out, it wasn’t. Not even close!!)

Write your name across the sky

I think it’s weird to miss people you don’t really know, but somehow – we do, don’t we? It isn’t just the high from the shows, it is also being able to chat with friends, or get those few moments with a support player for a picture or whatever. Knowing you won’t see them again for a long time – well, it’s kind of depressing really. Then there’s the people you DO know. Friends, or as I call them – my family. I see Amanda once or twice a year at most. Same with Suzie, really. We squeeze in so much talking over the course of three or four days that I come home without a voice nearly every time, and it still isn’t quite enough. Amanda and I even chatted yesterday because we didn’t feel like we’d gotten time to do it before she took off on Sunday morning. Still, I miss her already.

The let down can be rough. I actually thought about that on my way home, because the last thing I want is to spiral back into a deep dark hole similar to last year. I worry about that a little bit. I’m trying hard not to focus on things or situations that might make me wistful or sad, which might allow the dark and gloom to take over. Instead, I am coming up with ways to keep my spirits lifted.

Nothing I would rather like

Having more shows planned helps, but not always (particularly if those shows aren’t Duran Duran.) For example, I know I’m seeing Rick Springfield in a couple of weeks. I’m excited about that for a number of reasons, but he’s definitely not Duran Duran. I don’t have any other shows planned at the moment, but trust me when I say I’m looking for some!

The other thing is to stay busy. I like having projects to do since I am not currently working. I had mentioned this in one of the videos we did this weekend, but I’m getting baby chicks this week. This is an entirely new thing for me – I grew up in So Cal, and our city didn’t allow livestock of any kind. I’ve been busy buying supplies for their brooder, and ordering their coop. This year it is chickens, next year we’re hoping to get two goats, and maybe the following year a few sheep. (and then that’s it because otherwise I’ll never be able to go to a Duran Duran show again – no time!)

I’m also going to put in raised beds for vegetables, and we’ve already started planting grapes (Cabernet). Oh, and berries. I planted boysenberries, blackberries, a type of blueberry and golden raspberries. Can’t wait! I also raked in about 150 square feet of California poppy seeds just before I left. I sound like a damn farmer, but I’m enjoying being outdoors. I love it!

See you in the Northern Lights

Before we left Vegas, Amanda and I agreed to use this summer to work on writing. That’s right, we haven’t given up! I am excited to see what it brings. I also desperately want to overhaul this website. That’s trickier because I think I’d have to take down the site to work on it, and then mess with the backend more than I like (I’m always afraid that I’ll permanently destroy something), but we need to get it done. I also have got to look at archiving some of our posts. After nearly nine years of blogging – there’s kind of a lot going on.

Lastly, I’m waiting to see if Duran Duran is going to really do something for 2020 and #DD40. I know they’ve talked about wanting to release new music during that time, as well. Mostly, I want to go back over to the UK, and I want Duran Duran to be the reason I visit. I dearly miss my friends over there (shout out to Michelle, Amy, and Julie!), and I want to go back. I think it might be poignant to see Duran Duran in Birmingham for their 40th, assuming they don’t ignore their home country for such a momentous anniversary. Amanda and I have been talking about this for awhile. If they plan shows during the summer (from mid-June to mid-August), we can go. If it’s during the spring (any time before mid-June) – it’s very hard for either of us to leave. So, I’m crossing my fingers!

So, if you’re like me and are succumbing to the realities of normal life, just take a deep breath and think back to Friday or Saturday night in Vegas. Still puts a smile on my face.

-R

More about those Duran Fragrances!

Yes, you too can smell like they sound, Duranies.

I have always wanted to use that line on someone! Who knew that if I just waited long enough….my perfect opportunity would arrive! 

Honestly, I’m not sure that’s even a compliment or what it would smell like, but today Duran Duran, in conjunction with D.S. and Durga, have released four Duran-inspired fragrances, available exclusively at Liberty London.

The most curious part of the equation here is that the band approached the fragrance house. (which is located not in England…but in Brooklyn. Brooklyn, New York.)  Who would have guessed that the band would ever be into the idea of putting their name on a fragrance bottle?!?

According to the press release, available to read on DD’s website here, Simon worked with David Moltz (the perfumer) to create each scent – there are four – each named after a song in a different eras/decades of the band’s career. Yes, there really IS a 40th-anniversary connection here, subtle as it may be.

Simon says the scents are “brave, original, cut to the heart and ring like glass”. Is he right? Inquiring minds want to know!

Here are the notes from each fragrance, taken from duranduran.com:

FRAGRANCES

(notes from perfumer David Moltz)

HUNGRY LIKE THE WOLF, 1982. smells like it sounds

“I insisted on this song from the 80’s (although there were so many that would have worked!) The fragrance is animalic and captures some of the scenes in the video – the market, the jungle at night. It is furry, wolfy and badass!”

Notes include leather, atlas cedar, cade, sandalwood and patchouli.

COME UNDONE, 1993. immaculate dream made breath & skin

“A sexy song and a sexy scent! It smells of body secretions – musks, hot breath and possibly illegal substances…….!”

Notes include oil of saffron, coca leaf, geraniol and tonka.

SKIN DIVERS, 2007. love in an aquatic landscape

“Using Calone (a molecule created in the 1990’s) to help convey a drenched love affair.”

Notes include seaweed, blue water, ylang ylang, vetiver and bergamot citrus.

YOU KILL ME WITH SILENCE, 2015. cold, silent northern woods in torment, smoke and ice

“A cold and smokey Arctic wood fragrance. It uses Nootka tree and wintergreen extract to achieve a bitter woody note that conjures the feeling of being frozen out by a loved one in a fight – like in the song.”

Notes include smoke, cistus, ice and incense.

Before anybody grabs their plastic and heads out the door – the prices aren’t for the faint of heart. Wanna smell like a VIP? It’s gonna cost ya. The fragrances (like everything else DD seems to release these days, are a “limited edition” at 500 pieces), are priced at £68 each for a 10 mL oil-based rollerball bottle. Let me do the math for you, that equates to $89.30 USD.  As my dear accountant friend and fellow Duran fan Jeff said today on Twitter, ” I can tell you that amounts to a cost of £28,800 per gallon, or $37,713 per gallon.”

Who wants to go in on a gallon or two with me??

I’m kidding.

I am wondering though, about those folks who have called Duran out on the proverbial carpet for “selling out” in the past. Is this just more of the same, or something different?

-R

Why isn’t this date an international holiday?

Happy Monday, Duran fans! Welcome to a brand new week.  If I cannot be on tour, I cannot think of a better way to begin the week than with a huge Duran Duran holiday, celebrated by fans around the world. No, today isn’t Duran Duran Appreciation Day, it is the anniversary of the very first time the band in its classic, five-piece lineup of: Taylor, Taylor, Taylor, Le Bon, Rhodes played The Rum Runner on this date in 1980.

While it may be true that Amanda and I tend to celebrate many sorts of little anniversaries of things the band did, or we ourselves have experienced along the way, this is the big one. The big Glamfather of them all. The Big “R” in Rio. (Gosh darn it, that hyperbole would have worked SO WELL if only Rio had been out during that time period. Alas, it is Monday, and I’m going with it anyway!)

Thirty-eight years ago today, this band began to play….

(I could probably do this all day long.)

I love Duran Duran Appreciation Day, but I also love this anniversary. It would seem to me that if a band WERE to celebrate a specific date as an anniversary of its beginning that this one might serve well. I’d also go out on a limb to suggest that maybe, if a band were to say, celebrate ones 40th anniversary by playing a super special show (or set of shows) in a town known for being its birthplace, that maybe a July 16, 2020 show in Birmingham would be reasonable. I’m no tour organizer, and I’m certainly not a band manager, and no one need listen to me, but if I were in charge – this is the date I’d shoot for.

Amanda and I are not betting people by any means, but if you don’t think we’ve had recent conversations about a trip abroad during the summer of 2020, you’d be severely underestimating our level of crazy. We’ve written this blog for nearly eight years now. By the summer of 2020, it will be coming up on ten, and we don’t post once a quarter, we post something nearly every single day. We are either completely nuts, or remarkably driven. You decide.  In the meantime, I’m going to keep thinking about the possibilities for a summer trip to the UK. I wonder if my family will notice if I’m gone for a few weeks….

Who really knew that a show on July 16, 1980 would be the beginning of all this? Moreover, who would have ever thought that they’d continue going strong even 2018 and beyond? Isn’t that thought worth celebrating?

I don’t really know why this isn’t already a holiday for Duranies. Seems to me, we deserve more than one, don’t you think?

-R

 

Happy Birthday, Anniversary, and thinking back to Ravinia!

Today is a very busy day in Duran history. The band must really LIKE July 9th or something, I have to say.  There’s a birthday, a big anniversary, and several “they played here on this date” mentions. So let’s get to them!

Happy Birthday Julian!

Roger’s son was born on this date in 2011. He’s seven today!  That seems impossible because I am still convinced that Elliot should still be twelve! A very happy birthday to Julian!

Duranlive #1

What date do we really celebrate as “Day One” for this band? Is it the date they first rehearsed together as a five-piece? Is it the date that John and Nick agreed to start a band? Is it the first time the played with Simon as the singer?

I’ll let all of you hammer that one out, but in the meantime, I’m going to celebrate that on this very date in 1980, Duran Duran played at the Rum Runner, and it was the first gig with the classic lineup.  Thirty-eight years and counting.

Not that I’m counting. In fact, I’d rather not at this point. How about we all agree to forget the number and just wish one another a heartfelt “Happy Anniversary!” Don’t get me wrong, I love the idea that we’ve all been on this career-long journey with the band that has lasted the better part of 40 years. I don’t love the idea that somehow, I’m older than 40 now. Nope. Not gonna do it.

Two years ago today…

I saw Duran Duran at Ravinia, just outside of Chicago in Illinois. I vacillate between disbelief that it was only two years ago, and shock that it’s already been two years.

I’m ready for more shows, but I’m also willing to wait. Money…time…all that good stuff that I have none of.

Speaking of which, I’m off!

-R

 

There’s something you should know

Happy Monday!

Today I’m coming to you from a tiny little RV park in Santa Barbara. We’re in the process of moving some things into storage closer to where we’re going to be living, but the blog must go on! So, I’m writing away at my very serviceable dinette while two of my kids are still sleeping.

I don’t really know what this blog is going to be about today, but I wanted to chime in with my thoughts on Friday’s BBC4 takeover. First of all, a very special thank you to tvcatchup.com. Thanks to that website I was able to tune in at the same time as my friends across the US as well as those across the pond, which made viewing even more fun. I’ve now learned “the secret” for watching UK shows, which I believe will continue to come in handy!

I loved There’s Something You Should Know. Seeing the band in that tiny car, reminiscing their history together, made me smile. (Actually, watching Nick’s face as Simon got in the driver’s seat was pretty damn funny too!) I appreciated the intimacy of the tight quarters, and it felt like I was right there listening. There were many times throughout the program that I felt like I was hearing them talk about my own history with the band, particularly when they talked about the period of the reunion going forward. I texted Amanda, saying “This is when our story began”,  which was very true.

I don’t know how to put my feelings into words. Back when I first discovered Duran Duran, I can distinctly remember my parents talking about them, about being a fan in general, as being a passing phase. Truthfully, when I was in college I don’t know that I really paid a lot of attention beyond getting a silly grin when I’d hear one of their songs on the radio. I mean, I still went to concerts, and I still loved their music, but I didn’t continue putting posters on my wall or giggle with friends about them. But the thing is, and most of you know this as well, I didn’t exactly stay away permanently.  By the time the reunion hit, I’d discovered the Duran Duran forums on their website and felt pretty darn committed. By that time, most everyone around felt like I should have grown out of that fangirl stuff.  As I watched the shows Friday, I was comforted by the thought that I’d been a fan of theirs since nearly the beginning.  It isn’t weird to be a fan at my age, it is incredibly unique and special. How many people can really say that they’re still super into a band that they’ve loved since they were a child?  Not many. That’s really something to be proud of, and celebrate.

Yeah, I’m one of those “teenage girls” that really interfered with their work being accepted by critics. That’s true. But I think I’m beyond the point where I feel as though I should somehow feel badly about that. For one thing, the idea that because a teenage girl likes something means it’s only superficial and not really “worthy” is incredibly stupid. That’s on the critics, because to me it means they obviously didn’t know how to do their job very well. (Seriously, that’s what it comes down to. How hard was it to just put a piece of music on and judge it solely on its own merit? Apparently it was very tough). There have been moments over the past several years where I’ve wondered if the band regretted marketing themselves as heavily to teenage girls, simply because of their poor relationship with critics. Would it have changed their career much had it been done differently? No one knows.

Here’s the thing I do know for sure, and I wish the band would just read my words and accept them: I loved YOUR MUSIC before I ever saw any of you. I would have loved your albums even if there hadn’t been videos, teen magazines, dyed hair, keen fashion sense, yachts, champagne, cheekbones to kill for, or makeup skills I’m still trying to copy to this day. Why? BECAUSE YOUR MUSIC IS WHAT I FELL IN LOVE WITH FIRST.  The magazine covers and your good looks were merely an outstanding bonus. The critics couldn’t have been more wrong, and that’s on them. 

As I watched the shows and chatted with Amanda, I’d see scenes where Roger was walking through Cheapside, or some of the shows from the Astronaut tour, or even the little bit they showed from Paper Gods, and I was so proud. I mean, I’ve been a part of all of that. So have each of you reading. That’s amazing!  How many people can really say that?

Again I answer, not many.  There’s something you should know, right there.

-R

DD on TV – 36 years ago today!

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!

-R

June 2018 Katy Kafe Highlights!

It is time for a special June 2018 Katy Kafe with one of June’s birthday boys, Nick Rhodes!

Record Store Day

Katy began the Kafe asking Nick about Record Store Day. Nick hopes they continue to offer something for RSD, saying that they did the Budokan show as a strictly limited item, and they wanted to do something unexpected. Nick collaborated with John to choose the songs from that show, and then they worked with Japanese artist Tadanori Yokoo along with John Warwicker to do the cover.

As an aside, Katy and Nick briefly chatted about filming the show from the Budokan. Nick says that this film is currently in editing and should surface at some point later this year!

Tim Berners-Lee

He is the inventor of the World Wide Web, and Nick met with him a month or so ago at a screening of the film about the trajectory of the internet.

ForEveryone.net film on PBS (only available to stream in US at the moment!)

Nick suggests everyone watch the documentary. I’ve seen it myself and it is well-worth your time. The web is changing, and unless each of us stands up to protect it, the way we use it today will soon cease. Take the freedom seriously and educate yourself.

One note to make here: I don’t know if even Nick is aware, but he and TimBL (as he is also known in Silicon Valley and the web world) share a birthday! 

Nefer’s Birthday in Venice

What started as a simple diner to support a charitable foundation grew into a somewhat more sizable and lavish Gothic-Glamour themed gala!

Nick didn’t say a lot about the party, and much has been mentioned about the way certain magazines referred to Nick as Nefer’s husband and so forth. I’ll cut to the chase: nothing was said.

Surprise, surprise.

Update on the Musical

According to Nick the first draft of the musical he has been writing with JT is finished, and they’ve been in talks with various people to decide what to do with it from here. Although it was written to be a full stage production, there are plenty of other options, from a virtual “experience to Netflix, Broadway and beyond. They are exploring all avenues to decide what is best.

Cayman Islands KAABOO

Nick said it sounded fun at that time of year (February of 2019). He mentioned that they haven’t put in many concerts this year because they’ve all been working on other projects that will hopefully see the light of day over the next 18 months….I suppose we will all stay tuned!

Nick also commented that maybe, just maybe later this year there might be a concert or two. He didn’t commit, but he did say that they have nothing on the calendar as of yet but that you never know. In this day and age, there is no reason to plan 100 shows two years in advance. Doing a few shows here or a one-off there can be planned fairly quickly.  Then he talked about how this year they might not be doing many but next year (2019) they’ll do a few more, then the following year (2020) quite a bit, and the next year (2021 by my count) even more!  He actually sounded open to the idea of doing shows later this year though, which, in my opinion – isn’t a bad sign!

My advice? Don’t hold your breath…start saving your pennies (or dollars) and don’t give up hope!

Residencies, anyone?

John had mentioned he would be open to a residency in Vegas at some point, under the right set of circumstances. So Katy posed the same sort of question to Nick. Much to my surprise, he was open to the idea. All kinds of opportunities exist to do different sorts of things in Vegas, and it is manageable cost-wise. He’s not adverse to the idea, but did say that something like that would need to be different to what is already being done (of course!). Nick isn’t interested in being in Vegas for a year, but shorter runs would be fine.

One thing he did mention that I found interesting – Vegas allows for a transient audience. Most people don’t go to Vegas for much more than a weekend at a time. It isn’t like playing to the same people for every single show, which, at the risk of calling myself out since I’ve actually followed them for a week or two at a time, can grow stale, I believe.

Hold up your hands, how many of you would ignore Nick’s comments about playing to different people all of the time and “move” to Vegas for a week or two if the band were in residence??

While Katy asked Nick what he was planning to do for his birthday (He says he may nap!), she also quickly slid the whole “when is the band getting back into the studio” question past him.

The answer?

Surely at some point in the next few months. They have some people they want to work with.

It’s always exciting to hear possibilities. Keeps MY mind off of the boxes piling up in my living room, which I am off to go tackle!

-R

Got any plans for Summer of 2020?

I woke up worrying about the blog today. I don’t even know why. I think this might be a sign or symptom of the amount of stress I’m carrying around these days. Moving is hard. I keep telling my husband that it would be far more motivating if I knew where we were going, like maybe if we’d already bought a house or actually knew what city we were going to end up in. Right now, all I’ve got is a short list of houses I really like in a very wide area going from Camarillo to the south (of Santa Barbara) alllllll the way up to Atascadero and South Paso Robles to the north. (yes, those places are far from Santa Barbara. It’s a long story. Just go with it for now.) Meanwhile, there’s still this  “Boston” possibility hanging in the air. Walt is going out there in a couple of weeks, and at the moment it’s possible that I’ll go along with him. That could change though because the timing is, of course, really bad with family graduations, birthdays, and moves home from college. I find myself asking (very loudly) when am I ever going to find the time to go house hunting anywhere. Thank goodness for Zillow.

No one really answers back. That’s probably best given that most of the time I’m alone while asking.

My last day at work is next Thursday. It’s the little one’s last week at school for summer. I still don’t know where she’ll go to school after what I think might be the shortest summer of my life…and then this morning I woke up worrying about the blog.

The blog is fine. It really is. I’ve felt as though I’ve neglected it a bit lately, right along with my writing. I don’t know when I’m going to find time to actually write this summer. It’s a small price to pay, I suppose, but writing keeps me sane. Blogging will at least continue, book writing may not for a bit. I am worrying for no reason about things I can’t even deal with right now.

I had big Daily Duranie plans for the summer, including a convention that I’m going to have to push out until I’m moved (I can’t plan a convention when I don’t even know where I’m going to be traveling from to get there. Bad timing – so once I know when and where I’m going, I can figure out the rest. I’m disappointed, but I just can’t do it all), and a visit with Amanda. I need to hang out with my best friend. I miss her. One way or another that has to happen. Then there’s a girls trip with Amanda and our other two friends. We need a getaway. I’m still trying to figure out how I can squeeze that in, because we are way overdue for a catch-up. I’m hoping the answers will reveal themselves soon. I don’t do very well without some basic plan, and I’ve been flying by the seat of my pants now since December. I hate it.

Amanda and I did chat on the phone last week. That might not seem like a big deal to you, but I think I can count on one hand the amount of times we’ve done so since January. Times have indeed been tough. I welcomed her phone call though, and it was good to hear her voice. She gave me a little shred of hope that life WILL return to some sort of normalcy, because she asked me one question that snapped me back into my typical, Duranie-self.

“Got any plans for summer of 2020?”

Wow. I can’t even plan for next month, right now.  It is a very strange feeling, after living in the same place for twenty years, to know that in 2020, I have no idea where I’ll be living. Where will I be when Amanda and I are planning and plotting? Forget all of that, where is my family going to spend Christmas this year? It is SO weird to know it’s probably not going to be in this house. (For that matter, we just got rid of our 9-ft tall artificial Christmas tree, so….) So no, Amanda, I don’t have plans for 2020. I’m sure I’m about to make some, though!

She went on to tell me about the Katy Kafe with John Taylor and how he gave a full laundry list of ideas they had for celebrating their 40th and so on. I hadn’t even had time to listen to the Kafe at that point last week, so I welcomed her explanation of how it all went down. John talked about having some sort of show in Birmingham, and that was as far as she got before I stopped her. “We are going!”

Sure, John might have lofty ideas. Chances are, nothing he wants to do will actually come to full fruition. That isn’t really the point though, at least not for me. I need something. I need something to give me some motivation to get through what I think has to be one of the most stressful life events: moving.

The weekend before last, Walt and I took every single box down out of our attic. Turns out that he wasn’t lying when he said I was a packrat. Somehow, I’d saved nearly every single thing my kids touched as babies (and what’s weird is that I know I’ve given away a ton of stuff to charity over the years!). I went through box after box, blinking back tears on occasion. It was awful. I’m beginning to come to the realization that not only are we moving, but we’re closing a chapter on the childhoods of my two oldest kids. I am not a fan.  I’m overly emotional at times, downright sentimental at others, and suffering from hot flashes at the same time. God, I love middle age.

So for me, even the possibility of going to London, Birmingham or pretty much anywhere during the summer of 2020 is incentive for me to get my act together, get this house moved and my family settled. I have two years to make it all happen. I want to see friends, I want to go back to places I enjoy. I want to actually live. Right now, I feel like I’m just closing up shop to move on. I’m looking forward to getting past it.

Yes, I know how quickly other fans want to pee in my bowl of cornflakes (I hate cold cereal anyway), but you know – it’s OK to let fans just have some hope. Why not? Is it really hurting anyone?  The same goes with the band recording a new album – does it really hurt anyone to have hope that they’ll record again? I mean, as a fan, why wouldn’t you want to believe that they’re not completely finished?  It’s the one thing I’ve never really understood about people. Hope is a powerful motivator, and you know – I need it. So I’m tucking it into my pocket, and grabbing another box to fill.

-R

Let’s Celebrate the First Gig!

On this date in 1978…I was seven years old.

I like saying that in some ways because while I was seven and didn’t have the foggiest idea who Duran Duran was, or what they’d come to mean to me in the decades ahead, the band members were already grown and playing music.

On the same token, I was seven years old when this roller coaster started. I’m “several decades” older now. Like four.

So I’ll begin again. On this date in 1978, Duran Duran played their first gig at Birmingham Polytechnic University. I don’t suppose there’s anyone reading this who was actually there?? Oh, how I would love to interview someone who had been in the audience that night. Can you imagine that story?!? I mean, you go to see some band because you’re tired of studying and you don’t have anything else to do…and several years later they’re the biggest act on the planet. Four decades later and, well, here we are.

I see constant, spirited exchanges between fans over what should be the observed anniversary date. When should we celebrate the fortieth anniversary?  My answer?  ALL OF THE TIME.  Every single day. Why not?  It has been one hell of a road, hasn’t it?  Each morning, I get up and check our Duran calendar, and rarely is there a box with nothing in it. There might be two days on the entire calendar where the band took time off or nothing happened – but for the most part, each day something happened and they’ve made it through all of it. Sure, people have joined and left over the years, but they’re still together. Still making music. We’re still fans. I think we should celebrate all of that.

I can’t really imagine what it was like in that first audience. I don’t know how the band sounded. I’m not sure if I would recognize the music as Duran Duran, but it was the beginning. Here we are, forty years later, waiting for more. Let’s celebrate THAT.

-R