I think I have a Duran Duran hangover. OK, not quite....but I did go to the show last night and I was sick today - a sore throat and an ass-kicking headache. I stayed home from work and slept a lot ... now I'm sitting here on the couch thinking about how I should get up and take an Airborne tablet but watching America's Next Top Model instead. That tough-ass gangster girl from last season's first episode just made the first cut....she looks really pretty this time out.
The show last night was pretty good. Cory & I were both feeling pretty crappy but we made it out despite the aches and the rain and found our seats during what I think was the first number, Hungry Like the Wolf (Sandra?)...We were down on the floor and had a great view....From that point on the night was fun -- in spite of a mid-set lull that featured several new songs that aren't quite up to Duran Duran snuff. But I won't complain about that because it gave me time to go lounge around in the beer line and listen to the guy behind me complain about how pissed he would be if he missed "Save a Prayer." Hey, me too buddy, me too...Luckily we all made it back for the Bic moment....at the end of that song I turned to Cory and said, OK ... let me put it this way. In junior high? I had, like, every poster? I used to, you know, dream of meeting Simon LeBon?
.... And there I was, 20 years later and it was like being a teenager again -- except without all the drama and hormones and pimples and persistant baby fat.
Overall, the guys still sounded great and they looked even better - well not so much during the camera close-ups when the deep wrinkles came into deep focus and you could see that Nick Rhodes has a comb-over that starts at the crown of his head (but damn,his face is exactly as the same as it was in 1984 - as smooth as a baby's ass...I need to find what skin care products he uses)....but, that's what 20 years will do to you and they still rocked. Favorite songs of the night: Is There Something I Should Know?, Girls on Film, Planet Earth, Come Undone, Save a Prayer and Hungry Like the Wolf.....
Oh good, the tough-ass gangster girl made the final cut. But what's with the couple of super-bland girls? Maybe they clean up real nice. And damn, I can't help it but I do love Tyra in all of her completely unironic glory. Although the orange hair? Not so good.
.... Speaking of shows, I keep meaning to mention the Paul Westerberg show from last week. Pretty damn fun despite - or perhaps because of - how it sort of fell apart in the middle. Paul saved the whole debacle-in-the-making beaufitully by smashing his guitar at one point. I always like a good guitar smashing -- it always helps to balance out all those flubbed lyrics and mangled notes. And by the night's third or fourth encore, Paul's voice and guitar-playing were shot through with such an intensity, I left there feeling both drained and energized.
Oh look, it's the finale for that Missy Elliot reality show... I kept forgetting this was on and haven't seen a single episode...not even the one with Madonna. But that's OK because Madonna bugs the hell out of me these days. And this from the girl who used to act out the "Burning Up" video in her bedroom. I did hear "Borderline" in a store the other day (oh, and yes, I do have all of her records. Even the really crappy ones) and that took me back in kind of a bittersweet way. Again with the drama and hormones and pimples and persistant baby fat.
OK, like on that note, I really do need to take some Airborne because I have to suck it up and go to work tomorrow. Fun, fun ...
The show last night was pretty good. Cory & I were both feeling pretty crappy but we made it out despite the aches and the rain and found our seats during what I think was the first number, Hungry Like the Wolf (Sandra?)...We were down on the floor and had a great view....From that point on the night was fun -- in spite of a mid-set lull that featured several new songs that aren't quite up to Duran Duran snuff. But I won't complain about that because it gave me time to go lounge around in the beer line and listen to the guy behind me complain about how pissed he would be if he missed "Save a Prayer." Hey, me too buddy, me too...Luckily we all made it back for the Bic moment....at the end of that song I turned to Cory and said, OK ... let me put it this way. In junior high? I had, like, every poster? I used to, you know, dream of meeting Simon LeBon?
.... And there I was, 20 years later and it was like being a teenager again -- except without all the drama and hormones and pimples and persistant baby fat.
Overall, the guys still sounded great and they looked even better - well not so much during the camera close-ups when the deep wrinkles came into deep focus and you could see that Nick Rhodes has a comb-over that starts at the crown of his head (but damn,his face is exactly as the same as it was in 1984 - as smooth as a baby's ass...I need to find what skin care products he uses)....but, that's what 20 years will do to you and they still rocked. Favorite songs of the night: Is There Something I Should Know?, Girls on Film, Planet Earth, Come Undone, Save a Prayer and Hungry Like the Wolf.....
Oh good, the tough-ass gangster girl made the final cut. But what's with the couple of super-bland girls? Maybe they clean up real nice. And damn, I can't help it but I do love Tyra in all of her completely unironic glory. Although the orange hair? Not so good.
.... Speaking of shows, I keep meaning to mention the Paul Westerberg show from last week. Pretty damn fun despite - or perhaps because of - how it sort of fell apart in the middle. Paul saved the whole debacle-in-the-making beaufitully by smashing his guitar at one point. I always like a good guitar smashing -- it always helps to balance out all those flubbed lyrics and mangled notes. And by the night's third or fourth encore, Paul's voice and guitar-playing were shot through with such an intensity, I left there feeling both drained and energized.
Oh look, it's the finale for that Missy Elliot reality show... I kept forgetting this was on and haven't seen a single episode...not even the one with Madonna. But that's OK because Madonna bugs the hell out of me these days. And this from the girl who used to act out the "Burning Up" video in her bedroom. I did hear "Borderline" in a store the other day (oh, and yes, I do have all of her records. Even the really crappy ones) and that took me back in kind of a bittersweet way. Again with the drama and hormones and pimples and persistant baby fat.
OK, like on that note, I really do need to take some Airborne because I have to suck it up and go to work tomorrow. Fun, fun ...
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