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I Don’t Really Know What I’m Doing Here

I’m struggling for posting topics. This seems to happen each year around this same time (and again in December). It is always a problem for me, and this year is really no different.

The thing is, I’m also researching and writing. Amanda and I have started a new project, and I’m actually in the middle of writing the intro for the very first chapter. My brain is working on that – and while the subject matter does have a lot to do with being a Duran Duran fan – it isn’t ready for blogging. When I’m intensely writing, I have a difficult time thinking of fun little blog topics. Maybe next week will prove easier!

Until then, I have a few little newsy items for those who missed them on social media over the past few days.

New Religion!

First off, on this date in 1980, the fan favorite, New Religion, was written! It was released in 1982, and is on the Rio album, of course.

Last Chance on the Stairway!

Secondly, on this date in 1981, another fan favorite, Last Chance on the Stairway, was written. It was also released in 1982, and is also on the Rio album. I don’t know how Amanda compiled these dates (the calendar is her department and we should all be thankful for that because she’s the detail-oriented one!), but here we are!

Just get a picture of sun

If you didn’t catch Instagram over the weekend, you might have missed that John and Gela were visiting Nantucket with Gela’s son Travis. Color me green with envy – I haven’t been there, but it is on my bucket list of vacation spots! Almost back to work time, John! (I don’t know whether I should feel bad about writing that, or excited….???)

So the party runs on all night

Let’s see, Simon and most of his family, Nick and Nefer, Giovanna Cantone (Roger’s ex-wife) and her children were guests at Cristiano Basciu’s 50th birthday party on the island of Sardinia. I’m sure I’m missing people who were there, but I didn’t see the pictures, and I really don’t follow every possible person connected to the band – only the people that I find interesting and/or nice! Cristiano is the hair stylist for most of the band and has been practically family for a very long time. Happy birthday to Cristiano – one of the nicest people I’ve never personally met! He is always extremely patient and kind to everyone on social media, even when he is having to post for the 50,000th time that no, he doesn’t follow Duranies, he doesn’t let people follow him on Facebook, and he doesn’t give secrets away. It looked like a wonderful party!!

Turn and see the circles we’ve traced

Yesterday, Anna posted some pictures and a short little video with Jessie Wagner (backing vocals for part of the Paper Gods tour, prior to Erin taking over), and Dom in his studio. Along with what must have been a good catch-up, Anna and Jessie recorded some vocals on a song for Dom’s “top secret” new album. I’m excited to hear the finished product!

Lastly, in a week from now I’ll be starting to think about packing. I leave Thursday with my sister to drive to Palm Springs. Apparently there’s some crazy band playing there. Then on Friday I’ll drive on to Vegas for what I anticipate will be a very fun weekend. Turns out, that same band is playing in Vegas, too!! I’m really looking forward to hanging out with Amanda, Suzie and Lori, and seeing some other friends. I can hardly believe that we’re already almost through August and that the time for the west coast mini-tour is almost here.

I hope the band is ready!

-R

How Did I Dream You?

Just as I give up on fairy tales and fantasies, I read something that makes me smile, dare to dream a little, and feel like a kid again. (I’m not just talking about my experience with an advance readers copy of the 80s Mixtape novella box set that Karen Booth sent me, either!  Another blog for another day…)

Yesterday, as I was doing my typical “avoiding-parental-duties-and-loitering-on-the-internet” thing, I ran across an article that both intrigued me as a researcher, and thrilled me as someone who has dabbled a bit in fandom. It was a story about a fan who has begun dating her celebrity crush, Disney’s Jake T. Austin from Wizards of Waverly Place. Apparently the fan began tweeting and commenting on his Instagram five years ago, culminating with Jake confirming that he’s “crazy for her”.

<Cue deafening sigh from Duranies around the world>

I couldn’t help but grin just a little when I read the headline yesterday. After all…haven’t most of us had that daydream? I’ve admitted it here many times, but my crush was Roger. Never mind I was about 13 when he married his first wife Giovanna, or that I am not, nor was I ever, dark-haired, gorgeous, or the least bit exotic-looking…it was a dream, dammit! I had it bad for Roger…not bad enough to ever follow him (again, the whole “being 13” thing sort of stopped me), or try to meet him…but the reverie of being brave enough to whisk myself off to London and “accidentally on purpose” meet him outside a studio or a gig kept me occupied during many a World History class in middle school. Even after he returned to the band in 2001, the worst thing I ever did was make myself look like a complete fool as I wore light-up horns (oh yes, and oh-hell-no I’m not posting pictures!) and waved to him as he went off stage during The Chauffeur on the Astronaut tour. Yes, I am that girl. I mean, I was that girl. The horns have been retired. You’re welcome.

Oh…there was that poster I held up asking if I could twirl his stick….

Yeah, let’s just not talk about that.  Moving on.

My point, because yes, there really IS a point, is that we all daydream at some point. The fan/rock star fantasies continue to run rampant, but most of us have conceded at this point that yes, they really are just fantasies. And then we read about someone’s fantasy coming true. I’ll be the first to admit that I briefly thought, “Now why couldn’t that have ever happened to me?” Then I started thinking about the 10,000 different reasons why there wasn’t a chance in hell, and realized that yes, my feet continue to be here on Planet Earth.

Someone else did tweet something I’d been thinking in my head, though.  “If only Duran Duran had been more accessible in the 80s!” If only. 

My grades would have immediately tanked. I’d have been so busy tweeting and loitering online that I’d have never learned about Babylonia, much less anything else. And truthfully, would it really have made any other kind of difference even I’d had direct access? Probably not. After all, I was still me…just younger and even more awkward and less-confident. I was sort of coppery-light brownish haired, green-eyed and incredibly awkward. Painfully so. Seriously, it’s a shame (I lie. It is not a shame at all…) I’d sooner die thousands of painful deaths rather than post photos of myself at the time. I had layered frizz for hair, no sense of style whatsoever, and I’m POSITIVE Nick Rhodes would have shrieked and ran from me if I’d have ever gotten close enough to approach. Like I said, there’s no way I’m posting photos, even if I had them….which I don’t. (thankfully)

The whole style thing??? I am not going to describe this properly because I can’t put this mess into words that do the outfit justice, but I had a pair of berry-colored “slacks” along with a purple and pink velour sweater thing that I would openly choose to wear with a pair of takes deep breath pink and purple Vans. Let me describe these in better detail: they were slip-ons. One was purple on the top, pink on the sides and purple in the back. The other was the exact opposite…and then each shoe had purple checks on the side. They were custom-made Vans that should have never made it off of the assembly line. I looked like a berry pie. I’m sure I blinded people. I apologize to those people. Profusely. The more you know.  <winks>

I’m also pretty certain that the band thanks their lucky stars the internet didn’t exist back then. Can’t really blame them, either.  Think about how it was whenever John Taylor would tweet. I always pictured it in my head as though he were being chased down the block while trying to have a conversation…and that was after we were all adults (or at least pretended to be). Imagine us all as teens with any of them online. Go ahead…I dare you. I shudder at the thought.

Do fans really have any kind of chance with celebrities? I suppose. If its meant to happen, it will. While it all sounds devastatingly romantic and certainly like a fairy tale at times, I think it all probably worked out as it was meant, at least for me.  Glamorous is to Rhonda as she is to……. yeah, that word game isn’t going to work with me. I’m as regular of a person as you’re gonna get. I take selfies, squint at my imperfections that I didn’t see until I took the picture, and wonder if there’s an Instagram filter that gets rid of the “housewife” look. I see photos of Yasmin, Nefer, Gela and Gisella…and they seem to have that filter built-in.

I wonder what that must be like…

Then there’s the whole “You’re a FAN” thing. Even if I were able to sneak in under the radar and be permanently rid of that “housewife and mom”  filter, I think it’s pretty difficult to shake that fan-label, even under the best of circumstances, even if I’ve tried. In one of the more recent embarrassments of my life, I made the mistake of mentioning to someone well-known I’d met previously that I’d love to meet up again and see them. They instantly assumed I was chatting them up, recoiling only slightly, being kind enough to cover and shoo me off as politely as possible with an incredibly carefully written email. Point taken, lesson learned. From now on, I stick to what I know. Writing. The computer. Perhaps a front row seat at a show where I can fantasize about being glamorous enough to attract attention, and then quietly retreat back to the reality of being a mom with three kids, a mortgage, and a fan-blog.

No, it’s not a fairy-tale fantasy come to life, but then again…I can wear Converse and a ponytail in my hair, gab online, write this blog, and yes, occasionally go total fangirl while folding laundry before I run to get the kids at school. I’m me. I’ll take it.

-R