Yesterday was kind of a big day to look back. I know the band isn’t nostalgic, but we can afford to take a minute to think back on the beginning in order to fully appreciate where we are right now. This blog was supposed to have published yesterday, but due to owner error (mine), I blew it.
I’m still publishing this damn thing, regardless. Day late…don’t care. You’re welcome.
On April 5th in 1979, Duran Duran played their very first gig at the Birmingham Polytechnic University. Duran Duran even commemorated the day by posting the flyer that John created and copied on the xerox machine. (did they even call them that way back then?? Kidding….)
While you’re contemplating whether or not xerox machines were in wide-use back then (come on, you know you at least thought about it), let me just make you aware that this is the 38th anniversary of that show. THIRTY-EIGHT.
At least, that was my reaction when I thought about it, followed up by, “That’s impossible. I’m not even thirty!” After which, I considered what age I posted the LAST time I said something like this. Truth is, I can’t remember.
Yes, I know that’s a sign of old age. MOVING ON…
Ultimately, it means that today we’re celebrating, or at least acknowledging, a time before Simon was even in the band. Now, if that doesn’t blow your mind, not much will. And, in a year from now, it will be the fortieth anniversary that Duran Duran has been in existence. Their 40th birthday.
Again, That’s impossible.
My, my, how things have changed. We’ve gained a singer. Lost a guitarist or two. Had a couple of drummers, lost a lot of good people along the way, and have also found some really wonderful friends and “family”. Life has happened.
I can’t let a post like this go without expressing some of my own gratitude. Every band has a first gig, and I suppose on some level, it can seem pretty insignificant. After all, it’s just the first of many. In this case, thirty-eight years worth of “many”. Who knew? I didn’t even pick up on Duran Duran until a few years later, and they’ve been one of the very few constants I’ve had in my life ever since. I know many other fans feel similar. I try not to take the blog or my own fandom TOO seriously these days, but my love for these guys—who don’t even know me, my face, or my name—is real. I’m forever grateful I didn’t change the dial when Rodney Bingenheimer played Planet Earth. To this day they remain a huge part of my life, through the love I have for them, and the friends I’ve made along the way. Yep, being a fan is weird, but I can’t imagine my life without it.