Vengeance goes to see Duran Duran

So, one drunk night TK and I decided to buy Duran Duran tickets, you know about a good 20 years after they were really popular...but we figured, what the fuck. Well, I have to say it was one of the most amusing shows I have ever been to. First of all, there were the fans. There were some of us (TK and myself) who had clearly grown with the times, and looked liked well-adjusted adult types. Then there were the throw backs....wow...they were impressive. There were pegged pants, bad perms, puffy shirts, leggings (there were even a neon pink pair) oh and don't let me forget the side pony-tails. Although I was unclear if these people had just dressed up like this for the concert, or if San Jose is always like this. I don't go there very often. All I am saying, is either way, these people must be prohibited from procreating....

But let's get to the real excitement....I had a huge, huge, huge crush on Simon Le Bon when I was about 8. I used to play Rio on my walkman, over and over and just think about Simon. So now 20 years later, I have to admit...the man is still hot. Sure, I feel a little skeezy admitting that an almost 50 year old man is hot....but he could shake his bon bon. Another reason for my kinship to Mr. Le Bon, he has the same problem that I do....the constant need to pull up his pants. I mean you wouldn't want to moon people on stage....actually I wouldn't have minded to much. Poor TK, she had the hots for Rodger Taylor, the drummer for those of you not in the Duran Duran circle, but when she was screaming for him, a gentleman behind us kindly informed us, that Rodger was his. For some reason this cracked us up. I think it was actually the double margaritas, but hey why not.

All in all an amusing show....keep the majority of the fans from reproducing, and all should be ok. Oh, and if Simon Le Bon calls, I am totally going out with him.....I don't care that he is old enough to be my dad....way too hot.