"Duran Duran is where I'm from, and doin' this is real good fun
Must be the music, so I guess, right here on WMMS"
That was a Wild Boys promo from '84. You would think that after all these years I would have forgotten that, wouldn't you?  Why do I suspect it's more indicative of a really boring, other than misspent, youth?

Ahhh... the boys.  Where do I begin?  What other band personified the 80s better than Duran Duran?  They pioneered MTV with arguably some of the best videos ever, even today.  They made punk look good and used all the beauty tricks available without losing their masculinity.  I just heard a great quote:  when Duran Duran hit the scene, reality got an upgrade. 

The music remained a constant throughout the decade, and stayed strong throughout the 90s with great melodies and rhythms (although Simon does appear less interested in lyrical recognition now).

Yes, the music.  The amazing, visual music that still has the ability to transport listeners to a magical land full of lazy days, where we lounge in silk suits on yachts, follow ancient maps on perilous journeys to exotic locations, and dance naked on pristine beaches.

OK, I added the naked part, but while we're on the subject lets get with the photos already!  No. I am not going set up 100 of the same photos that we've all seen over and over.  Instead, I opt for quality and not quantity with some rare images that are my personal favorites! Knock yourself out! 

There is only one, small, problem.  They hate their fans.  Admittedly I have met their fans, and most of them are pretty freaky.  They worship these men like gods, and I am in no way exaggerating when I say that.  They do embarrassing, invasive things constantly.  It really does suck for the band, but you know what?  TOO FUCKING BAD!  So these poor English boys got everything they ever wanted, they are rich, famous rock stars and then some.  Boo hoo.  Maybe they didn't ask for all this and didn't see it coming, but that is hardly the point now is it?  They have tremendous power, and with tremendous power comes tremendous responsibility.  Tremendous responsibility does not include openly insulting your fans.  Not to mention the shitty music lately and offensively stupid lyrics (thank Dog Roger is back to fix all that), So you see my quandary.  I hate them.  But I worship them just like everyone else, I'm just cooler about it.  This sucks.  The best way to deal with massive suckage is humor, so feel free to visit here frequently.  I find it therapeutic.

06/08/04 ...and then sometimes, when you least expect it, BAM! On     June 16, 2003 my friend, inspiration, and mentor Pamela Des Barres introduced me to the band - the REAL band, all 5, the first time I had ever seen them together - officially completing my list of everything I want to do before I die.  So I can die now.  Bye!

Ok seriously, this experience had so much fallout that it started a whole new chapter in my life.  So the write-up's a little long.  Deal with it.
Should this have gone in the make-up section?  Isn't this great! No fleas on these two!
The question: are they trying too hard?  It's the knife that gets me every time!  Oh so dangerous!  So intimidating!  So...80s!
No, we can't see this one enough.  I told you - it's my favorite!
I don't care what you say about the hair, it doesn't get much better than this...
...Unless it's this!
The grand finale:  my favorite poster of all time!
This just rocks!  Now that I see it again, I think I'll try something like it next time I go out.
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