If ten years ago you told me I would have to reschedule getting my floors refinished so that I could fly to Los Angeles to go to a Duran Duran concert I would have asked you to pass what you were smoking.
Yet, here I am, waiting for my sandless refinishing guy to call me back because last night I got a text from Erin saying that I could be her plus one to the Duran Duran show on Wednesday if I could get to California quickly.
I remember one summer (and Alison can confirm this) back in the days when we still held the tape recorder up to the radio to record music where I made an entire tape that consisted of the same two songs over and over. Those songs were “Our House” by Madness and “Is There Something I Should Know” by Duran Duran.
When we had to pick an instrument in 5th grade for band I chose the saxophone because of “Rio”.
In 6th grade, my friend Angela and I would buy Teen Beat and Tiger beat and Bop magazine and I plastered my bedroom walls with pictures of Duran Duran. I even wrote out every lyric to every one of their songs on pink construction paper (they only had three albums out at the time) and posted those above my window. No other bands were represented. Duran Duran was the only band that mattered.
Even in high school when most of the magazine pictures were replaced with Mötley Crüe and Ratt posters (shut up Ben) I still kept one John Taylor cut out (in his Antony Price suit and fedora) on the wall.
But somehow I never got to see Duran Duran live.
There are a couple of bands that I really regret not seeing. Nirvana, Paul McCartney, The Police, Iron Maiden and of course Duran Duran. When Duran Duran announced this latest tour I was really bummed that there was no D.C. date. I was beginning to resign myself to the fact that maybe it just wasn’t going to happen.
This blogging thing has presented me with some truly amazing opportunities. If it weren’t for Sarah and the Goon Squad I never would have driven across the country, attended the WNBA Draft, been in the photo pit at a music festival, done charity work with Top Chef contestants or ridden in the Weinermobile. Now I get to see Duran Duran.
It is, after all, my year of jubilee.