*littlewillow needs to collect herself*
Well, what do you think? My roommates would like to give John (circa '83) a major haircut but honestly, I think the hair adds to his charm. I'm a big fan (in general) of light-colored suits, and this outfit just takes the cake. I believe this pic comes from the edition of Smash Hits that included the results of their first "Most Desirable Male in the World" survey (or something ludicrously named like that). John won hands-down that year - when told of the honor bestowed to him, he jokingly asked, "how many votes did I win by?" Wasn't that precious?
What I want to know is...what is that pin on his left lapel? A lizard? I guess it's not a big deal, considering the photographer thought it wise to take a picture of John that captured his gorgeous figure, neck, chest...you get the picture.
Am I the only one who is imagining him saying with his eyes, "Hey baby, want to take a spin in my Aston Martin?" Ah. *grabbing a towel, and ice cubes from the freezer* Too bad Duran Duran was "invented" the year I was born. Why oh why couldn't I have been around to enjoy the madness?
I guess most people would find it amusing that I pored through page after page of Duran Duran stuff on the Web to find ancient pictures of a former teen heartthrob. It's not that I don't think he's cute now - hardly, he looked fantastic in the Allison Anders film "Sugar Town" - but his official site has so many good pictures I'm not going to reproduce them here.
Additionally, John Taylor is a good 20 years older than I am - so why I am going bonkers over a guy whose closer to my parents' ages than my own? Self-confidence is a very appealing thing at any age.
He's got enough talent in the fingers that pluck his Fender bass to turn most guitarists today to shame. Instead of selling-out to major labels, he's selling his solo albums online. He takes the time out of his busy schedule to regularly chat with his fans (really chat with his fans, not those Q&A sessions usually set up by AOL or whoever) and really listens to what they have to say.
What could I offer John Taylor (besides being a blubbering idiot in his presence)? Maybe I could babysit his daughter Atlanta when he's in town. (Hear that, John?)