The Seventh One - Nassau Colisseum - 18 January, 1989

• The Date:18 January, 1989
• The Place: Nassau Colisseum 
• Current Events: Broken-hearted Cynthia NEEDS to go and see Duran Duran in concert to boost her spirits, but she can't find anyone to go with her. Finally, she thinks of asking her friend, Lou.  

When I heard that Duran Duran was coming back in January to play at Nassau Coliseum, I bought two tickets. As the day of the concert got closer and closer, I couldn’t find anyone else to go to the concert with me. I didn’t really mind going alone, but I really didn’t want to lose the money. Most of my new friends were into very different music, and even my Duranie friends weren’t interested. Eileen and I STILL weren’t speaking, so I couldn’t (or wouldn’t) call her.

About two days before the concert, I called my friend Lou and asked him to go with me. Lou was into Bauhaus and New Order/Joy Division, but he had always liked Duran Duran and he was a fan of Nick Rhodes.

“Come on, Lou….you know you wanna go. I’ll drive and everything”

“Ok, fine. I’ll go”

“Yay!!”

The night before the concert, I woke up with chills.

I spent the whole day leading up to the concert in a blanket cocoon on my parent’s couch. I was roasting hot, and I felt awful.

“Are you going, tonight?”

My mom wanted to know, but I had to make it sound like I wasn’t really as sick as I felt.

“Oh yes...I have to go. I promised Lou that I would take him”

I thought it was pretty clever of me, how I had turned that one around.

John Taylor
(from the tour program)

When the time came to leave my house to go pick up Lou, it was snowing. By the time I rang his doorbell, the flu was creeping back up on me, I felt horrible, and it must have showed.

(Lou’s mom has the cutest New York accent, and it is the most vibrant part of my memory of that night)

“Oh my Gawd, Cindy…you look awwful!”

“I’m ok, Mrs. DiGennaro. Is Lou ready?”She put her arm around my shoulder and pulled me into the living room.

“Dahling, come in heyah”Then, she shouted up the stairs:“Lou-eee!!!! Cindy is heyah !!!!”

When Lou came down he took one look at me and said:

“Hey, Cyn…you look awful”

I tried to be brave.

“Yeah…I’m fine. Let’s go”Lou made the sweetest face at me and gave me a hug

(Now, I should also mention that at one time Lou’s Mom had been a nurse, and she had x-ray vision when it came to sick people) and then she put her hand on my forehead.

“Louie, go get me a thamomatah”

Lou rolled his eyes, and I groaned.

Nick Rhodes
(from the tour program)

Simon LeBon
(from the tour program)

"Oh, that’s not really necessary”

I tried to get out of it, but Lou grabbed my hand.

“Cyn, she won’t let you out of here, unless she takes your temperature”

I laughed, and I gave in. Lou’s mom took my temp, and it ended up being 103.9

“Cindy, you really shouldn’t be goin’ anywayah”

“I appreciate that Mrs. DiGennaro, but I HAVE to go. I’ll be fine”

“Mom, she’s right. You can’t stop her. She’s gonna go anyway”

Lou’s Mom looked at us, and smiled.

“Can I give ya some Tylenol, at least?”

“Oh yeah….that would be great”

I took two Tylenol, and I drank a glass of OJ. Only after that would Lou’s Mom let me leave the house.

As for the concert itself, I remember that it was really great. The set at Roseland had been kind of short, but this time, the set was about 2 hours.

I remember that ‘Winter Marches On’ was especially excellent that night.The irony was that when we left to drive home, it was still snowing. 

my ticket stub

review from Newsday. Wayne Robbins wrote it. Surprise, surprise, he didn't like the show *rolls eyes*