Guess who’s going to see these guys tonight? AW YEAH.
I ran into Duran Duran at the Church of Elvis in downtown Portland several years back. We were finishing the tour when they wandered in. They smelled horrible, like they’d been drinking for days and also showered in old scotch. One other guy on the tour goes “You’re Duran Duran?” and they go “yeah.” The Church of Elvis lady kicked them out because she already had the maximum amount of guests in and she didn’t fuck with the fire code.
We left a few minutes later and went outside. Duran Duran was loitering out there, jumping up to touch street signs and stuff.
That is my Duran Duran story.