the o2, dublin
Duran Duran have always seemed ridiculous to everybody but themselves. This is probably the secret of their longevity. Where the majority of their 1980s contemporaries burned out or simply faded away, it has never occurred to these doyens of outrageous plastic funk that they were in any way washed up. In their own mind, they remain a fantastic art-rock band who just happen to spend a lot of their free time larking on yachts or hanging with supermodels.
In concert, you can see how hard they work at not being a nostalgia act. While the hits aren't skimped on, they are equally dutiful about airing material from their two most recent records -- 2007's Timbaland-produced Red Carpet Massacre, and last year's Mark Ronson-assisted All You Need Is Now.
Still, the whiff of self-parody is never far away. Bearded and burly, Simon Le Bon appears vaguely cognisant he's no longer a slender 24-year-old with killer cheekbones.
With their flouncy hair and even flouncier shirts, keyboardist Nick Rhodes and bassist John Taylor, though, give the impression of being trapped in a time-warp.
They don't do much to lay at rest the accusation they are merely a fashionista band, either. In one of the backing videos, Cindy Crawford, Naomi Campbell and Eva Herzigova mime along to the music, encapsulating everything people hate about the band in three succinct minutes.