The-I-lost-my-computer-access review

Too Bloody Fashionable
Red Carpet Massacre-Duran Duran
by Meredith Evonne

Duran Duran have a love/hate relationship in the press, the critics love to give them bad album reviews that are peppered with underlying complements. Often, it seems that admitting the band has hit a modern high note would contradict the urge to complain they never left the 80s. More often than not, they will opt to mention a comment that is overused just to complete a deadline: "Duran Duran are attempting another comeback..."
With Red Carpet Massacre, more reviewers took interest in the juiciest development in recent years, working with hit-makers Justin Timberlake and Timberland(who contributed to several tracks). Pointing out the modern edge of teaming up with these known American music factories, filled up review space, but it said little about the talent of Duran Duran themselves in 2007.
So, what has Duran Duran done musically in 2007? They moved away from their usual sound yet still pumped out a noteable album. At best, its booty shaking and features excellent writing styles. Negitively, the urge to impress has created a "Dirty Grey Monster." Just like this new album song, the distraction is the entire album screaming with overproduction. Duran Duran did not quit when they were ahead, as less instrumentals would have resulted in senceable effects. Otherwise decent songs like "Tempted," are drowned out by what sounds like feeding time in the tropical rainforest. Thankfully, this song featured more depth live in concert to be well liked, but tanks on the album. Mommy, make the parrot chirping stop!
The theme of the album is creative, as it is daring, to confront society with bold statements that only Duran Duran themselves could have experienced. The video for "Falling Down," the first ballad single, basically can be the mirror for finger waging at Britney and Lyndsay, yet the sexual innunendos with neo-Girls on Film models suggest rehab isn't as damaging to the psychie as one would think. Duran Duran shown calling(and adminstering) the shots to nude model pacients, tends to lose the overall message to alert someone to save a young life. Oh well, that's showbiz...
Positively, the best songs on the album are "The Valley," "She's Too Much," and the song that should have knocked the title track in the recycle bin as its superior replacement with the same theme "Cry Baby Cry"(availible on itunes as a bonus track), its a shame that "Red Carpet Massacre" cannot get away with being released as an splashy EP, it would've be a killer.
So, is the music business and without a quick 2nd single, there is no chance this album will be remembered equally relivent as the iconic "Rio." But, we'll always love Simon, Nick, Roger, John and even absentee member Andy more than the flavor of the month. Are you listening Justin?

Red Carpet Massacre on Broadway 11/1-Canceled...

In November, Duran Duran had been playing in concert on Broadway, until this Saturday when a Union Strike began, affecting most Broadway productions. With 3 remaining concerts canceled and in discussions to be moved to a different venue, this fortunately did not distrupt my concerts on November 3rd or 9th, nor did it interrupt my foaming at the mouth when I took a couple of days waiting in the cold to take some photos. If you'd like to read the full myspace blog of some of my pathetic fan encounters, you'd best just read a few of these Nick and Simon related excerpts-

When the group showed up early one night-"Literally, only a couple minutes passed, a car drove up and Simon Le Bon gets out of it. My friend may have had the camera, I can't say I remember, but I was interested in an autograph. Quite quickly he stood at the curb, yet opposite to where I was standing. Someone else asked him to look up to take his photo, he did so and then proceeded to enter walk closer to the front of the doors. Unfortunately, I wasn't loud enough to get his attention to stop, "Simon...er...Simon" then security escorted him inside. "Oh well...better luck next time," I thought. Before I could collect my thoughts to figure out how the hell I was going to tell my friend that she missed Simon entering,"About meeting Nick-My BS conversation was directed towards show complements. I wished him well for the evenings performance as he looked down to sign my program and placed the marker flat on the playbill and moved to the next assembly line patron. At this point he is still standing near me and I am doing a juggling act to sway the opened tip of the
marker way from rolling down into the autograph and quickly compose myself. As Nick wasn't speaking with the fan, I tried to think of some small talk.

Me: "I liked the electro set..."
Nick: "Yeah..there are a lot of good....-charlie browns teacher"
with not much else to say, i come up with this nugget...
*I like Showroom Dummies and...er(*thinks warm leatherette doesn't spit it out*)

Positively, I did manage to have this wacky Simon Le Bon encounter the next night amist 50,000 people squishing me into a metal baracade: "Simon shows up next in a long brown, coat and I'll I can remember is thinking I need to get my playbill signed, screw my camera. What feels like 30 pairs of hands next to me are stretched out waving stuff for Simon to sign and there were a couple playbills in the mix. I have my playbill stretched out and I'm struggling to get the cap off of it.

Me(In my paparatzi debut):"SimonSimon, sign my program, IN RED, IN RED"
I don't know what got over me, i wasn't yelling but being a pain in the ass...but he obliged instead of leaving as he was going to. (My friend Stacy made my day when she later told me she had gotten a photo of his back and Myself in the photo).

I think I thanked Simon and then I told him I "Loved Him" *Smacks Self again*""

Pop stars...is there anything they won't make me do to look stupid?