Her Name is Rio

I've booked my tickets for Duran Duran!

As you know, my musical taste is pretty eclectic (that's putting it mildly) and Duran Duran nestle quite happily between Nick Drake and Elbow in my vast collection.

I love the early 80's music. It reminds me of my early childhood and early teenage hood. Like most scratty 10 year olds I adorned my face with stripes ala Adam and the Ants, I wore awful rah-rah skirts and legwarmers like Bananarama and I experimented with make up in the unfortunate 80's style of Toyah and Cyndi Lauper!

But one thing I never got involved in was the mass rivalry between Spandau Ballet fans and the Duran Duran fans. I never saw the need. As far as I was concerned they were both brilliant! And unlike some of the songs from that era, their music has stood the test of time. I still enjoy playing their albums. I still enjoy singing along.

If I'm totally honest I have a real soft spot for the early 80's 'New Romantic' movement. One of my all time favourite driving tunes is Gary Newman's Cars. Awesome song! Great intro, throbbing bass, the only way to play it is loud! Spandau toured last year and stupidly I missed out on getting tickets so there was no way I was making the same mistake with the Durans. As of 8.00 this morning my tickets were secured and the leg warmers and hideous pink visor are once more on standby!