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I don’t own Duran Duran. Do you?

I don’t know about anyone else, but I’ve seen some weird reactions since Monday, the day that most of us discovered that Simon was going to become a grandpa in June.

I’ve seen everything from joyful congratulations to downright lamenting age, and trust me – I’m right there with all of you. I’m sure to some degree, Simon might be too. After all, it is HIS daughter having the baby! My goodness, as thrilled as I might be to become a grandma (NOT ANY TIME SOON!), I think I’d still take a hard look at myself in the mirror. I think that’s probably normal for anyone.

While I think we might all be incredulous over how quickly time has passed, I’ve also noticed something different that I can’t quite put my finger on. In addition to the posts, tweets and comments of congratulations and joy, there’s been this weird sense of almost a sort of….ownership…familiarity? I’m not even sure those are the right words, but it is something I’ve noticed before.

Most fans have been so since their very early teens. Sure, there are some that have joined the family more recently, and I’m not discounting them – but a lot of us have been around for decades. I have to wonder if that hasn’t given us a false sense of familiarity.

I mean, it isn’t as though we know Saffron personally (for the most part). It is wonderful to send congratulations, but can you imagine what it must be like to be a member of that family and have people you have never even met telling you that if they had their preference, the baby would be a healthy girl? Or boy? It must be overwhelming, whether or not you and I think that Saffron, as Simon’s daughter, must be used to it by now.  I guess part of me wonders why should she HAVE to be?

By the same token, we fans are pretty damn overwhelming to the band, too. Can you imagine having some self-proclaimed blogger write about you every day? Complaining about how long you’re taking to write and record an album, then…just as the album is released, she criticizes it? Who in the hell does she think she is? Good question.

Yes, I think about these things a little differently now than I did a few years ago.

I can’t really find fault with people wanting to express their good wishes. Hell, I did the same thing. I posted a note and even wrote a blog. But after I published, as I washed my face and climbed into bed after a long day, I started thinking about how overwhelming it must be at times.

A few weeks back I was chatting back and forth with a friend of mine who also happens to play bass in a Duran Duran tribute band. We were talking about my absence at a lot of their gigs these days. I explained that I got tired of getting that feeling of entitlement from some of the other fans at their shows, and the attitude of “ownership” that went with it.  Here’s a band, a TRIBUTE band at that – and they still have fans who believe that because they’ve gone to every gig or most gigs, that they have somehow proven that they’re more worthy than others. My feeling is that I just want to listen to their music. I don’t need the rest of the crap that I feel at shows from the REAL band. Forget that nonsense.

The knowing looks, the narrowing eyes when one describes meeting the band or being in a situation that someone else hasn’t, the one-upping through Facebook posts, Instagram pictures and all of that. Gah! I just want to go to the show, enjoy the music, and not worry about the rest. I don’t want to have to “prove” why I am  worthy to be there, or why I am deserving of whatever experience I’m enjoying at the time. It drives me crazy. Sometimes, this community seems to be more about proving yourself than it is about just enjoying the band.

I admit it, sometimes, it is difficult to remember that my only “duty” as a fan is to enjoy the music. I am still learning how to approach it all.  As a blogger, it is easy to fall into the trap of critiquing more than enjoying. I know this because I’ve been in that pit before.  I much prefer writing in a way that celebrates (In some way) everything they’ve done rather than finding fault. It’s a slippery slope because, let’s face it, that isn’t the way I’ve always written. I’m not going to apologize or make excuses except to say the blog has been a journey. I’m learning, like it or not.

It is easy to feel like I am a big part of the history of this band because I’ve been walking with them since 1980-something. I feel like I know them, even though I really don’t. Many of us feel that way. I’m sure they are used to people like me, stepping on their every word. Even so,  I’m calling myself out here as much as anyone else. I don’t own Duran Duran. I might be a hard-core fan in desperate need of a new hobby, but that doesn’t mean they know me, or should abide by anything I write.

Hard truths for a Thursday.

-R

 

TMW when one of your idols becomes a grandparent

I saw something on Facebook yesterday that made my jaw drop.

If seeing Justin Timberlake as a grown father wasn’t enough to make you count your years, I know something else that will.

Simon Le Bon is going to be a grandfather.

Didn’t he just HAVE children?!?

I say that with all of the love, joy, laughter, and even conviction, as possible.  As someone who just celebrated her daughter’s own 21st birthday. Time really flies. I am absolutely thrilled for the Le Bon family. Saffron is going to be a mommy, and I wish her the best. I think the news is truly spectacular. May 2018 be a far more joyful year for the Le Bon’s.

Just as I joyfully celebrated my daughter’s birthday while lamenting how quickly 21 years went by, I find myself doing similar here. I can’t quite believe we’re already at the point where the idols, heart throbs, and rockstars of our preteen angst are having not only children, but now grandchildren. What?!?

Good lord. That means I am far older than I care think about… Are any of you with me on that?!?

Although, I turn around just as I finish typing that sentence to give some instruction to my youngest – we’re building a model of a California mission this week – and realize that yep, I’m EXACTLY old enough to be a bystander to Simon’s children having their own children.

Life is crazy. And joyful.

And, while I’m thinking about it, I have to say that the universe is incredibly timely. While Ann may not be physically on this planet to welcome her great-grandchild, I know from first hand experience that their memory will live on. My youngest was born just a couple of days after my dad went into the hospital for the last time. She has a birth mark on the inside of her knee, which mysteriously showed up on the same day my dad went into a coma that he never woke up from. I called it an “angel kiss” in order to make it sound a little less weird to her, and to this day, my youngest believes fervently that it’s a mark my dad left on her when he kissed her goodbye. I just know that the universe works in very bizarre ways.

My youngest never had the chance to meet my dad. He saw a photo of her during a point where he had briefly regained consciousness prior to going back into a coma, but that’s the closest he ever came to seeing her. Some may think that the birth mark story is cool, others might think it’s a stretch or that I just didn’t see it before. For me personally? I think for a while, I needed to believe it was a sign from my dad. I needed that in order to keep going. But now, I guess it’s taken on more of a “sweet story” feel. Even so, it makes me smile. I think that might be the purpose.

I don’t know how Simon might feel, but I personally don’t believe it’s a coincidence that Saffron is due in June. The first birthday and anniversary after my dad passed was incredibly hard. I think that the welcome of a new baby, particularly in June —a month marked by both “firsts” for Simon and his family—is another way that the universe reminds us to keep living.

Smartest damn thing my dad ever said to me was to remember it is all about the living, not the dying. I had no idea what he meant at the time, but little did I know I’d be reminded of those words again and again.

Babies do have a way of making us remember that life goes on, even when we’re not sure how.

Congratulations to Simon, Yasmin, Saffron & Benjamin, and the entire Le Bon family. What wonderful news!

-R

Duran Duran History: Tetsuya Komuro’s Album

Today’s Duran Duran history takes us back to 2013 when the artist, Tetsuya Komuro released an album entitled Digitalian Is Easting Breakfast 3 (DEBF3).  I’m sure that all of you are wondering the same thing.  Who and how does this relate to Duran Duran?

Tetsuya Komuro is a Japanese musician, singer-songwriter.  He is a successful record producer and is heavily involved in the dance music scene in Japan.  The album released in 2013 has two Duran connections.  First, it was co-produced by Nick Wood.  If you are a Simon fan, you know that Nick Wood is a British musician, singer, songwriter and producer and friend of Simon’s.  He also formed his SYN Production studios in Tokyo with Simon.  The second connection is that this album also features Saffron Le Bon, Simon’s daughter.

Here is a sample with Simon’s daughter:

-A