Msg From MSG


Last night I received three voicemails and a phone call that sounded suspiciously like Duran Duran at Madison Square Garden. I wonder if that was Simon LeBon calling… Probably not.

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I HAD to call you! They were playing The Chauffeur, a gem from the Rio album rarely played live, as you know. If only you could have seen the black Night Porter-esque cap Simon wore on stage. Leni Riefenstahl would have been proud.

By the way, remember when I interviewed you for my DD article after meeting you and you asked, “What the fuck is a Duran Duran?” You’re such a jokester.

And “Msg from MSG,” very nice, if some bad Chinese food was involved, it could have a triple meaning.

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