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Duran Duran Summer Tour 2016: The Sequel!

I am currently glancing nervously around my house as I sit here composing this blog posting. Later tonight, Amanda arrives, and then we prepare ourselves for the next set of shows we are attending together on our Duran Duran Summer Tour 2016. The final four we’ll do on this leg of the Paper Gods tour. (I stopped just short of saying it’s the last four we’ll do for the entire tour because well, you never know. Maybe.)

At this moment, my house looks like we just moved here. Likely because my oldest just moved out this past weekend and took some of my old furniture with her. This only poses a problem because we now no longer have couches in our formal living area, nor do we have furniture in her old bedroom. I have no time, no money (thanks to Duran Duran! Ha ha!!), and really no plans to figure out what I’m going to do with her old room until I get back from my own vacation at the end of August. But hey, at least there’s more room around here!

If that weren’t enough (and it is really is), I’m also trying to find time to help my mom. As most know, she lost her partner last month to a heart attack. All of us are still adjusting, and the agonizing last few details, such as cleaning out his apartment, need finishing. I will no sooner drop Amanda back off at the airport, and I’ll be packing up our trailer for a huge camping trip to the Grand Tetons and Yellowstone. In many ways (as per the usual), I have no business leaving this house to see Duran Duran.

Never mind that for me, I’ve continued to put aside the idea that this might actually be the last bit of travel I do for this band, at least for the foreseeable future. To begin with, I continue to hear that they’re planning to tour other parts of the world next year. So that’s 2017, in a nutshell. After that, I’m not sure what they’ll do, if anything.

Isn’t that idea strange? When I was a kid, I was blissfully unaware of anything really being final. I mean, it never occurred to me that they would someday stop recording. I suppose that’s also why when Roger and Andy left, I was so shocked. The thought just hadn’t occurred to me prior.  But then they reunited, and because I had already lived through band members leaving once, I knew it could happen again. Andy left a second time, and since then, I won’t lie—with the close of every album “cycle”, so to speak, I wonder if they’ll dare to try it all again. I want them to keep going, but I admittedly try to prepare myself that they will not.

Fans get furious when we—Amanda and I—even type those words here. No one wants the story to end, least of all us. I mean, think about it—what use is Daily Duranie if there’s no band?!? So before anyone accuses us of wanting them to quit, think before you type. On the same token, we’re not blind, and we recognize they could easily quit now and never look back. I wish I could will myself back to never thinking about it, but nowadays the question just seems to hang in the air, and I cannot tell you how many times I am personally asked the question—“Do you think they’ll record or tour again, Rhonda?“—at every single meet-up or event we attend.

I wish I had a crystal ball. I know that when I go to these last four shows of mine, each time I hear the little bit of “New Moon on Monday” that they’ve incorporated into their set, I’m going to try to live in that moment and not think about anything else. However, even as I type right now, I know there’s going to be a teeny piece of me (one that will probably try to grow bigger with each passing show) that is going to count down the amount of times I will still get to hear that song live. Four, then three, then two, and then one. And then what?

I am really not very good at endings. One of the most difficult things I had to do when writing the manuscript was finish the conclusion. The story shouldn’t end. I never want to write those words: “The end.” So I won’t. I am hoping for more shows, musicals, ballets, and/or work to come from people like Anna and Dom. I’ll be planning another convention for next August in Chicago, blogging each day, and writing more books. Yes, more books!!  And when the band says they’re recording again, I’ll smile.

Duran Duran Summer Tour 2016: here we come for part deux!!

-R

It’s the learning of this journey: Fan Events

Hi everybody!!

I’m writing to you this morning from a lovely hotel room in Kalamazoo Michigan. We stopped here last night on our way to Detroit for the show tonight.  Leaving Chicago was kind of sad—it is one of my favorite cities, and it is also where my sister lives. I took one last parting photo as we inched our way by on the highway, thinking about how long it might be until I can return.

I needed my sister this week, probably more than she realized.  We hung out, talked a lot, and she gave me some much-needed advice that I plan to follow on more than one topic.  Amanda and I had agreed to leave and drive last night rather than wait until this morning because I didn’t want to feel rushed getting to the show. That didn’t make it any easier to say goodbye and get on the road and I found myself a little emotional as I hugged my sister knowing she wouldn’t be going back to California with me at the end of the week.

Our meet-up turn out isn’t always huge. Some can be, but many of them have been less than 20 of us, gathered together. We make due with limited resources, and are thankful for each and every person who decides to join us. I also think it takes a certain amount of nerve to take a deep breath, walk up and say hi to people you’ve only chatted with online. Take it from me, I know that sense of anxiousness well. Walking up to a group of people and introducing myself is one of my least favorite activities, right up there with taking tests of any kind and say, having cavities filled.  It isn’t any easier for me to host these fan events, either. It takes putting myself out there, being “on” even if I’m tired or not feeling well, and being more extroverted, which certainly is not my style.  I just want to say thank you to everyone who comes to hang out with us!

At our last pre-show party, several friends we made at the Durandemonium convention in Chicago attended. What strikes me about these women is that before the convention, most of them didn’t know one another. Since that fateful weekend, however, I’ve seen news of their gatherings and travels. It is nice knowing that they bonded at an event Amanda and I organized.  One of this group had volunteered to help on the committee even though she’d never gone to an event like that before. Shy and not very confident, she was eager to help. Since then, she’s gotten married and really has started her own life. She seems far more self-assured now, although I know she’d probably argue with me—but I have watched her blossom and I silently encourage her to keep going.

Towards the end of the party, we took a picture together and she spoke with Amanda and I. She told us how thankful she was for these fan events and the things we do. She mentioned how we brought these people into her life, and how that made her feel. We have had people send us notes thanking us before, but never something like that. Raw from emotions that I have been keeping just under the surface, I found myself with a large lump in my throat, choking back tears.

Life has been rough lately. I haven’t even given myself time to grieve my family’s loss. Touring is probably the last thing I should be doing right now, but here I am. I knew I wanted to see my sister, Amanda and my friend Heather. I knew the band would be great. I just have all of these feelings bottled up that I don’t know what to do with. Listening to this wonderful Duranie tell me that I made a difference in her life and brought her friendships and things blew me away. I think I’ve been on the verge of tears ever since. Here I am, struggling, and she gave me such a gift that night. She’ll really never know, and these words don’t do it justice. I needed to hear what she said that night. It reminded me that fandom isn’t about how many shows you’ve attended or how many times you’ve met the band.

If anyone wants to know why I do these fan events (or any of it really), they can talk to Kim. She is the reason. It’s not because I make money. (uh, no)  It isn’t because I thought I would get closer to the band. (Never met most of them beyond a quick hello at a signing) It definitely isn’t because I want to be a big name in the fan community. I do all of this stuff because it is a way for me to give back. I found Amanda through being a fan. I want other people to have that same chance. It’s that simple. The band happens to provide the soundtrack for all of that.

-R

 

The time has come

After a late night, it was really nice to sleep in this morning—a luxury I rarely allow myself at home. When I woke up, I realized that today is the day!  Amanda should be driving in and other friends will be arriving. Tonight we will celebrate the beginning of our Summer Tour 2016.

Amanda and I will celebrate the completion of our massive rewriting project.  We made it to July, and Ravinia is happening tomorrow night!!

I did see a few posts from people who went to the Nashville show last night. Seeing that the show wasn’t rained out made me happy. No one likes seeing that happen. Everyone said the show was great, but the comments that stood out most to me were the ones about the friendship we share. I love seeing other people give testimony to things Amanda and I have felt for many years now.  The love of a band brought us all together. That’s amazing.  The music is outstanding, but the real gift has been the friendships we’ve made along the way.  I love seeing other people react similarly.

Right now, I am so thankful for just being here and having the chance to celebrate with everyone, I still couldn’t care any less about what the band is playing tomorrow night. Something about the past week or so has really been a kind of wake up call to just enjoy the moments. I keep telling my sister and my friends that I just want to have fun and not worry.  Just breathing and not thinking too hard has been a relief.

Every single time I’ve set out on one of these road trips, no matter the length,  I’ve learned something more about myself. I suppose this is all as much about personal discovery as it is listening to great music and losing my cares for a couple of hours each night.  This time, it seems that I’m learning how to live in the moment and not the little things get me down.  (And I haven’t even been to a single show yet!)

I hope to see many of you at the meet ups we’re doing, or at shows along the way. If you aren’t already following us on Twitter, you might join in—I’m sure Amanda and I will have plenty to say, some of which might even be printable!  We also have an Instagram that definitely be filling up too.  We’re ready to take everyone along on this road to insanity!

The rest of my morning includes preparing for Amanda’s arrival and getting this show—Summer Tour 2016—on the road!

-R

This is our time!

I’m in Chicago!!

I landed at Midway yesterday after a very nice flight. Midway is not my favorite airport in the world, but the landing was beautiful.   We swept out over the water of Lake Michigan, affording me a quick view of the gorgeous Chicago skyline before we landed. I made my way to find my sister waiting in baggage claim, and after triumphantly wrestling my bag from the carousel, we met our Uber driver.  We drove along the gorgeous lakefront back to my sister’s place in Uptown, near Wrigley Field.  I love this city, and any time I can combine a trip to see my sister and friends with a Duran Duran show—I’m game.

It was late by the time we arrived at my sisters apartment. My stomach was still on California time, and it announced with a growl that food was needed. It isn’t easy to find places open and serving food at 10pm on a Tuesday—but thankfully Robin knew to take me to the Holiday Club.

Funny thing about the Holiday Club, we’ve had Duran Duran meet-ups there before in the past. They have a tiny little club off to the side of the “restaurant” area where they play 80s alternative.  The club looks like a cheesy sort of dive from the outside, and the one thing I remember most about the club from the inside is that the drinks were ridiculously expensive, and weak.  The thought of eating in the dank, low-key club amused me, and I was worried that I’d pay for that choice later. Robin and I chose a table in the main area of the restaurant, and I silently prayed that the food would be at least edible.  We ordered our food and some drinks (yes, you know I ordered a vodka tonic!) to celebrate being together in her city!

I forget that I’ve been an adult fan of this band for a long time now. Certainly things have changed at the Holiday Club since that meet up ten years ago. Well, I was about to be shocked. The food was fantastic!  I had a steak sandwich and Robin had a gigantic burger, and we sat and talked for a long time before walking back to her place. It is a relief to not need my car for a change.  In Southern California, we have no choice but to drive most places.  I love how you can walk nearly anywhere here, and that other forms of public transportation are readily accessible.

Today, we’re doing something I have never done.  We’re going to the Taste of Chicago! I can’t wait to walk the booths and try out different food.  It’s hot, humid with a slight threat of rain, and I can hardly wait.

Tonight also marks the beginning of this leg of the Paper Gods tour. Nashville – it is your turn!!  I hope everyone who is attending the show has a wonderful time.  I’m warming up Chicago for the band and friends arriving later in the week.  It’s tough work, you know. We’re going to make this one count!

Make it a great day, everybody!

-R

A Little Ray of Comfort: Summer tour 2016

Let’s get this party started!!!

Today is the day!!  As you read this, I am likely on my way to LAX, bound for Chicago. The next few days will consist of spending quality time with my sister.  During the latter part of the week, Duranies will be invading Chicago. I can hardly wait.

It has taken quite a bit to get to this point. The past few months were crazy.  Every time I think I’ve caught my breath, something else has come up and knocked the wind out of me. There have been several moments where I’ve considered just staying home. I have much to worry about here, but I also recognize this might be the last time, at least for a while, that I really can get away.  (And, I need the break.)

I’m excited to begin this tour. I really am! I’ve forgotten what it’s like to be able to focus on myself.  I’m looking forward to hanging out with friends.  So for me, the next ten days (yes, TEN glorious days), are going to be about relaxing and taking time to breathe.  We all need that once in a while.

I also need the reminder that yes, things really are going to be OK again. Somehow, getting together with dear friends—both those that really know me and those guys up there on that stage that have very little idea of who I am beyond just being a face in the crowd—will be healing.  I need it.

I haven’t talked to other friends or fans about what I’m hoping to do,  what I want to get out of the shows, or even what I want to hear played. Weirdly, two or even three weeks ago, I could have easily launched into a diatribe about how their setlist should include this, that, or the other.  But when it comes down to it, particularly after last week—all I want are some good shows. I don’t care what they play. I don’t even care what they wear. I just need the band to take me on a trip away from reality for just a little while.

Duran Duran has been the one true constant in my life since childhood. I suppose when I think about it, their music is a safe place. It’s a comfort and reassurance I could use right about now.  I can’t wait to see everyone.

See you on Friday, Duran Duran. 🙂

-R