Sunday afternoon I get a call about from Jules (globe-trotting friend who I've mentioned to a couple of you) who goes (note paraphrased)
Jules:Hey, you haven't called for a while
ME:Was going to call you
pause Jules: Yeah sure
ME: I was
Jules: So what are you doing tonight?
Me: nothing in particular, what do you have planned?
Jules: Well, do you want to go to the U2 concert tonight?
Yep, that was the plan, rock up to the sold-out U2 concert and see whether we could get tickets, and we did. It was okay, worth my $130, but no more. Still it did make me feel better, I am still tempted to make a new icon with the words, I spent $143 on the U2 concert and all I got was this stinking badge (which is true).
It was a very expensive indulgence, but I just needed to get out and I hate to say it, I did want to see them one day, so now I have. Bono was been a self-righteous, arrogant poser who spent a quarter of the time on stage talking (if I had been closer I would have thrown a bottle at his head to get him singing again), and his voice isn't what it once was, plus I now am quite definite on the fact I don't really like any of their newer stuff. Still they played angel of harlem, mysterious way, with or without you (which has some amusing personal signifigance for me), one, sunday bloody sunday, where the streets have no name, etc,etc, so I was happy. I found it amusing that I was one of the few people singing along to Angel of Harlem, where basically 80% of the stadium were singing along to elevation and vertigo. Still it was worth it, just but hey, I can now say I've seen them, tick that box.
Thank you for random fickle impulsive friends
(of course the fact is she doesn't read either of the journals this will be posted in) 
I needed that.
Jules:Hey, you haven't called for a while
ME:Was going to call you
pause Jules: Yeah sure
ME: I was
Jules: So what are you doing tonight?
Me: nothing in particular, what do you have planned?
Jules: Well, do you want to go to the U2 concert tonight?
Yep, that was the plan, rock up to the sold-out U2 concert and see whether we could get tickets, and we did. It was okay, worth my $130, but no more. Still it did make me feel better, I am still tempted to make a new icon with the words, I spent $143 on the U2 concert and all I got was this stinking badge (which is true).
It was a very expensive indulgence, but I just needed to get out and I hate to say it, I did want to see them one day, so now I have. Bono was been a self-righteous, arrogant poser who spent a quarter of the time on stage talking (if I had been closer I would have thrown a bottle at his head to get him singing again), and his voice isn't what it once was, plus I now am quite definite on the fact I don't really like any of their newer stuff. Still they played angel of harlem, mysterious way, with or without you (which has some amusing personal signifigance for me), one, sunday bloody sunday, where the streets have no name, etc,etc, so I was happy. I found it amusing that I was one of the few people singing along to Angel of Harlem, where basically 80% of the stadium were singing along to elevation and vertigo. Still it was worth it, just but hey, I can now say I've seen them, tick that box.
Thank you for random fickle impulsive friends
(of course the fact is she doesn't read either of the journals this will be posted in) I needed that.VIEW 6 of 6 COMMENTS
Yep, U2 are another one of those artists that peaked in the 80's/early 90's I think.
I would love to hit that girl with a lot of things - but shes bringing enough bad "karma" to herself as it is. Serious - she makes trouble for herself even.