Duran Duran and an Early Christmas Card
Wednesday, August 31st, 2011 by ernbauI want to relate a really neat story regarding the band Duran Duran and how they gave my daughter, Dina, what one could call “an early Christmas Card” one spring weekend several years ago.
Dina has been a fan of Duran Duran since she was three and our family has seen them in concert something like eight or nine times over the years. We had tickets to see them on a Saturday evening in Atlantic City—about a two-hour drive from our home in northern New Jersey—and made plans to stay overnight at the hotel at which they were playing; you know, make a weekend out of it. The concert venue at the hotel provided what could be called “festival” seating—or, in this case, festival “standing”, because when the band first came onstage, a large throng of spectators rushed forward through the front, non-seating area. For the entire show, the band’s fans—called “Duranies”—stood something like 20-deep in front of the stage, blocking the view of many. My daughter, who uses a wheelchair, was tremendously inconvenienced, not being able to see the band at all. We were forced to stand at the very edge of the stage area all the way to the side. Not a good situation in which to view a concert, also considering the price of the tickets and the cost of the hotel room for three people.

Duran Duran not only puts on a great show, but they love to make time for their fans. Now that's a Christmas gift!
Seeing our predicament, a man approached Dina and mentioned how difficult it must be for her since she has to be lower than pretty much everyone else. He asked her if she could make it to Philadelphia–even a longer ride from our home–two days later when the band was to play in a Philadelphia suburb. As it turned out, he was a member of Duran Duran’s management crew and, being sympathetic to her plight, offered free tickets and access to the members of the band prior to the show two days hence. Naturally, we could not pass up this invitation!
So, that next Monday, we got on the Turnpike south right after work, arriving in Upper Darby, Penn. at 7:30 for the show that was to begin at 8. (That the concert was at the Tower Theater was additionally exciting to me because that where the Beatles had played way back 1964.) We were told that the band would be meeting a small group of fans—which included us, of course—in a dressing room area of the venue, which was down a long, winding group of stairs leading into the theater’s basement. Because of the wheelchair issue, I had to carry my daughter all that way down to where she could meet the band. We made it okay and waited quite impatiently on a couch. After a few minutes, there they were, Duran Duran! They immediately plopped themselves around Dina, engaging her in friendly conversation and were very accommodating, especially Dina’s favorite, bassist John Taylor. Finally, after the short visit and several photos, we made the trek back upstairs and were led to our seats, where we again enjoyed—for the second time in three days—another great (and loud) performance. The long trek home took another two hours plus and it certainly was a bit difficult to get up early for work the next morning; but the thrill of the previous night’s events far outweighed the inconvenience of the next day.
Duran Duran is again appearing in our area in a couple of months and, if she’s lucky, maybe Dina can again finagle her way into experiencing yet another “Christmas card” from her favorite band of all time!











