Duran Duran: Am What They Yam: And That's The Snakes…
Chris Salewicz, Creem, April 1984
THE BELLIGERENT, black North Sea crashes with a grim rhythm in the opposite side of the main road to Brighton's Grand Hotel. Its force, however, fails utterly to drown out the piercing squeals and squawks of the 30 or so Duran Duran fans gathered by the main entrance of the somewhat inaptly named Regency building.
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