Nile Rodgers

摘要

If I may begin on a personal note: I have Mr Rodgers to thank for one of my half dozen best dinner party anecdotes. Y'know, the sort old hacks trot out to impress and amuse their unfortunate guests while passing the port. So, it's 1984 and I'm backstage at Madison Square Gardens. Duran Duran are headlining and they're over there, chatting away to their new mate, mentor, future producer and tonight's guest guitarist, the aforementioned Mr Rodgers. They're waffling on about an aftershow party that Andy Warhol is throwing and I'm on the periphery, kicking my heels. As is this petite, perky blonde, who came in with Mr Rodgers. She's lurking in the corner, looking a tad bored.