A few weeks ago, the lovely Philippa had a one of those “Real Age” quizzes on her blog. I was surprised to take it and discover that it indicated my real age was 15 (I think there is something off on that result). Deb teased me that it was all that Duran Duran love.

So, on Wednesday, I had the pleasure of indulging my inner fifteen year old by attending their Seattle show with a lovely friend from church. They opened with the first three songs off “Red Carpet Massacre” which I find blend together nicely and created a good groove to begin the set with. They segued into many of their best hits (Hungry Like the Wolf, and Planet Earth) and then did an interesting part where the entire band came up front and did a very techno electronica set with no break between the songs. This opened with Last Chance on the Stairway which features one of my favorite Duran lines (I don't remember quite how I met you wasn't long ago
I just get a picture of sun in your eyes the waves in your hair ) and through a couple of good groovy hits (and a remake of the cringe worthy Warm Leatherette, which in my opinion belongs firmly in the 80s songs we never need to hear again vault) but then back through some other great hits ending with another good song off their new album.
Then, they were back to their usual jamming style, ending with a lovely version of Wild Boys where Simon introduced the band. The encore was Rio.

I hope my friend had a good time, it was lovely to spend time with her, and the concert was really fun. I’m realizing I’d be a happy camper if I could just tour with them , like a Deadhead. I'd like to think, though, that maybe my family would miss me. And, as we were discussing on Wednesday, in the Venn Diagram of musical tastes Eddie and I do not intersect in the Duran Duran area.

I’d feel more like a fifteen year old, though, if I didn’t do something to my knee during the concert – for the last couple of days I’ve been walking like a little old lady. Especially down stairs.

(photo credit from the Seattle P-I)