They were a long time coming, but oh so very worth it. As friends of mine know, I will forever have a chunk of 13-year-old Durannie wedged in my heart. I, along with Viva friends Jen and Christine recently saw Duran Duran in our neck of the woods, and was fortunate enough to follow the sage advice of Christine who suggested after the show that we "hang out by the side door and see if the band comes out!" YAY CHRISTINE!!!! It's funny to see a bunch of thirtysomething women jockey for the best spot to reach the band. You know that your old whorish friend here was RIGHT at the front of the pack. I would not be dissuaded, dammit!
First, a picture from the show itself. They really put on some concert--I danced like a moron, and am proud of it. Don't they look festive? Well you can't really see them but, you get the idea:
Next we have Nick, who came out first. Nick Rhodes has been buffed to a high sheen, and has nary a wrinkle on his face. Is it Lancome? Is it sandblasting? I should ask him.
Here's our friend Roger who, in Viva's opinion, looks the hottest out of ALL of them. Viva's advice--always hit up the drummer. They have the rythym!!!! He's not as tall as I expected, but as a short girl myself, this just ensures a better fit, should we ever meet again, fall in love, have little Durans, buy a house in the French Countryside..... that sort of thing.
Finally, here is Simon, who is looks pretty darn good for being the oldest of the bunch (Viva suspects a face life and Botox, but one can never be sure). Word on the street is that Simon is a dog who cheats on his wife of 20 years (the very hot Yasmin LeBon), but he seemed very polite and well behaved when we met him, so who knows? Maybe he got laid BEFORE the show?
And here is stupid John Taylor. You might be wondering if I took this picture. I didn't. John, wuss that he is, ran off to the tour bus, giving the fans only an over-the-shoulder wave. Um, hello, it's not 1985 anymore and this isn't Madison Square Garden there, Skeletor. You should be happy to still have fans. Whatever, John! I am over you. Some women love men who treat them like shit, but Viva isn't one of them. I will pine for the short but rythymic Roger now--screw you! Wow, I am on a roll, how else can I slag him? Hmmm. Okay, you look like the Cryptkeeper anyway! Calcium, it's what's for dinner. Food is for dinner too--John may want to try that sometime. Who likes throwing around an anorexic man? Yuck. Bastards.
The show was awesome and meeting them was pretty darn cool, even in spite of JT's brush-off. If you need an 80s fix and like men in make-up, definitely check out one of their shows. And hang out by the side door afterwards. And grope Roger for me, if you get the chance--thanks!
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