I don’t know about anyone else, but this happens to me quite a bit, and mainly because of my ringtones! I’m pleased to help out the band with their grass roots marketing, but also completely annoyed that people have been living under a rock for the past 20 years. I have many friends from high school who have found me on Facebook, and one of the first questions they ask me, obviously after scrutinizing some of my pictures and things, is whether or not I’m still a Duran Duran fan. Some are nice about it, but a lot of them try to tease me by saying “What? You’re still into them? Aren’t they dead yet?” (Yes, people REALLY say that…) After which I take a deep cleansing breath and attempt to answer their questions as nicely as possible. Sometimes, I even succeed.
After my excursion to Target, I came home, knowing that I needed to blog and that I didn’t really have much of a topic in mind. That’s happening a lot lately. I’ve got tons of book ideas, but the blog is tougher right now. There’s not a ton of Duran news, and what news I do have doesn’t really affect me to the point where I have an urge to write. It’s either feast or famine sometimes. Anyway, I hopped onto Twitter to see if something would get my creative juices flowing, and I saw the #questionsIhateanswering topic trending for Los Angeles. My answer? The topic of this blog.
It’s not even that I hate answering the question, it’s that it is even a question at all. I can’t help but be frustrated that such a fantastic album like All You Need is Now has gotten so little notice from the general public, and what’s more – I’m completely annoyed with my fellow 30 and 40 somethings out there that they haven’t stayed more in touch with music in general. It’s sad that once we hit the age of 30, 35 or 40 we stop paying attention to what’s out there. Granted, I’m preaching to the choir here, but it’s no wonder that our demographic no longer seems to matter to anyone but ourselves, and that’s incredibly sad.
One person commented back to my rantings on Twitter that she’s over it. She just loves the band for what they give us (I’m totally paraphrasing here, my apologies), and the rest of it just doesn’t matter. Most days, I would agree. Today…I’m missing that mark.