Monday, January 21, 2013
Wild Boy: My Life in Duran Duran by Andy Taylor (Grand Central Publishing 2008)
Thursday, December 27, 2012
In the Pleasure Groove: Love, Death, and Duran Duran by John Taylor (with Tom Sykes) (Dutton 2012)
Sting: We've got the Heartbreakers coming on next.
(Cheer from me and one or two others)
Sting: They can't play, you know.
Me: Fuck off!
Sting: Who said "Fuck off'?
Me: I did. (all of this going down onto the cassette tape)
Sting: It's true. They're great guys but they can't play.
Me: Fuck off, you wanker!
Sting: You'll see. This next song is called "Fall Out"! 1 2 3 4 . . .
Wednesday, June 13, 2012
The Next 30 Day Song Challenge - day 13
Thank you, Duran Duran, for making this too easy for me.
I have a soft spot for Duranies - my first ever bought '45 and all that - but this is moider. Poor Grandmaster Flash:
I'm sure Kara would disagree. Especially as I accidently clicked on this *cough* reworked classic earlier today on Spotify:
If looks could kill. Apparently, All Saints never made it stateside.
Sunday, March 09, 2008
Thank You Wiki (Falettinme Be Mice Elf Agin)*
Never knew that. Procrastination sometimes has its own rewards.
Turns out that the bloke who produced the first two Duran Duran albums, Colin Thurston, also produced the following seminal records:
Human League's 'Reproduction' Magazine's 'Secondhand Daylight' Our Daughter's Wedding 'Digital Cowboy' Talk Talk's 'The Party's Over' KajaGooGoo's 'White Feathers'
Well, seminal records for me, I mean.
And people still insist on sneering at Duran Duran after all these years. Dismissing them as being nothing more than vacuous pretty boys. Pop culture harbingers of Thatcherism.
"Pretty boys"? Have you ever seen John Taylor in his natural light? Fulham's Jimmy Bullard scrubs up better. If it weren't for the tunes and Simon Le Bon's Sondheim-like lyrics, Nick Rhodes would still be second assistant at the bovril stand at the Holte End to this day.
*With regards to the title of the post; Yeah I know that Colin Thurston didn't produce that particular classic Magazine track, but the song was ringing through my ears whilst spewing out this post.
Want a real post? Not a prayer.
First single I ever bought. The song still holds up after all these years.
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