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Los Angeles 1987 Hollywood 1988 Irvine 1989 Sacramento 1993 San Diego 1995 San Diego 1997 Los Angeles 1999 Las Vegas 1999 San Diego 1999 Hollywood 2000 Burbank 2000 San Diego 2000 Las Vegas 2000a Las Vegas 2000b Los Angeles 2000 Las Vegas 2001a Las Vegas 2001b Anaheim 2001 SDSU - San Diego CA 1995 It was at this time when Denise finally decided to move away. We got THANK YOU, and played it constantly, until the day she left with her friends. I was really sad and lonely, and almost couldn't stand to play Duran without crying. Since Denise had always been with me, I was so lost, and worried that I would be going to concerts alone, if I heard about them at all. She was moving to San Diego, a city more likely Duran would go than Chico. My ultimate dream was still-to meet Simon. But I grew more depressed thinking that my opportunity would never come. Mom grew worried I guess, and wondered if she would have to try and send me down too. But I was horrible and stubborn, and told her that Denise didn't want me to go down there with her anyway. Plus I was afraid to live alone in a strange city with no friends. Probably about a week or so after Denise moved down, she called and said that Duran were going to be at this summer festival. I HAD to go. I told my Mom, and she agreed. She thought it would do me good to be able to see that Denise was going to be okay and it would give me some more time to spend with her before we would be seperated again. Having her consent, I was packed and ready to go that same day. I took the plane (my first trip alone) and flew down, and we finally go to the concert. Of course Duran were last on. And the great part about it was the even the other bands who were there, knew we were all there for one reason only...to see DURAN DURAN. What else can I say? DURAN ROCKED! WHITE LINES rocked the whole arena, and the band was in top form as always. I spent more money there than I ever had before, getting the shirts we missed from the OW tour and the program too. And about a week later, I had to force myself to go back to Chico. Seeing Simon lightened my mood (how could I resist?) for a while, but it was the whole thought of not seeing him again and the fear that he would not come up to Chico or Sacramento even again, that marked my decision to move down to San Diego too a year later. Here was the setlist! |
