He has to save his voice for the two shows later that night, says a patient publicist who wonders aloud why these three others even bothered at all. These guys don’t look as if they want to be here. Taylor sucks his toothpick and adopts the thousand yard stare, Rhodes pats his white Beatle cut up into a suitably windswept look and Cuccurullo sighs and gives an “Any more questions?” expression. “We’re not a revivalist band right now at the moment we’re doing something for the 90s.” Lupine-featured guitarist Warren Cuccurullo weighs in to salvage the faltering ideas. and Duran Duran have only been going about a third as long. the lodestone for all age matters these days. And anyway, just the other night they were talking about the Rolling Stones and they’ve been up and down for what, 30 years now almost, and they’re still making good music.Īh, the Stones. It's a bit silly, he says as if speaking to an idiot child, but music is either good or it’s not, and there should be room for music from different periods. He’s deftly fending off the suggestion that there is an Eighties revival and with their new album they are part of it. It's early 1993 and he’s standing behind the cafeteria bar in the Dominion Theatre, London, sucking thoughtfully on a well-placed toothpick and posing lazily for whatever flashgun might shoot next.Īn equally bored-looking Nick Rhodes – all bleached blond and somewhat more paunchy of face that we might expect – is wearily answering yet another question from the media assembled, some sitting on the floor at his feet, in front of him. Good-looking in a cheekbones and quiffed hair way, you understand. Maybe it’s because he’s wearing what look to be his pyjamas – great big cottony, flowy things covered in only-safe-at-night checks – that John Taylor of Duran Duran looks extremely tired and bored.
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