U2?? Me Too!!!

My husband once did an impersonation of me at a U2 concert...

ME {waving}...Bono! Bono! You're a bit loud! Edge?? Could you play your guitar a little quieter...?"

We didn't think the guys would appreciate that.

So in 2006, much as I would have loved to see U2 (my favourite band) Hubby went to the concert alone.

But not this time. I went to U2!!!!!!

Me, Mr G, granny Winnie and Mr G's P.A. Nat. We had seats in the South stand. I took earplugs (but hardly wore them). And had a blast!!!

I love love love U2. I love their lyrics, their melodies. I love what they are about and how they use their fame to make a difference. I even love Harry Enfield doing U2. But most of all I can now say I love them live!



I did not however love Jay-Zee. Is he famous just for being married to Beyonce?? She came with him to Auckland you know; they were snapped at a harbourside cafe. Couldn't Beyonce have played instead? I like Beyonce. Jayzee, not so much. A strange choice of supporting act for U2. Rap??? Bono, what were you thinking?? Hardly music, I say. At one point he sang, "Nah nah nah nah, hey hey hey goodbye..." so out of tune I felt embarrassed for him...

I heard that in Europe they got Snow Patrol as their support act. Snow Patrol!!! I love that band too. That's what I call a match for U2.

But that's OK. I had my earplugs and I used them on JayZee. I was saving my ears for Bono.



At least we had a floor show to watch. We were entertained by a pair of girls and their girly-men who thought all eyes were on them as they wiggled their little toushes and did the fingers at each other while waving their (banned) ciggies in the air. We laughed behind our hands when security booted them out of their seats... tee hee. Not far though, gentle reader (did I shock you with my malice?) They were just sitting in the wrong spot.

Finally JayZee mercifully exited stage left {I apologise to all Jay-zee fans for the dissing; I just particularly can't stand rappers; except maybe Will Smith}.

Nature called and my resourceful hubby led us straight past the long queues for the stinky portaloos, behind the concession stands, beyond some trees, stumbling through the undergrowth in the dark to a proper flush-toilet block. OK it was the Mens. But did I care??

Don't ask me how he knew where to go. Don't remind me what may have been lying just beyond the reach of our cell-phones' luminous glow (the only light we had)... I was not bothered. All I cared was that we made it back in time for U2 to come on.

Back we stumbled to our seats where the big clock whirred faster and faster counting down to the moment when U2 would arrive.... eeeeeeh!!!

I tellya I squealed like a teenager. I jumped to my feet and waved my arms at Bono, the Edge and co. as they appeared on the giant 360o screen, looking just the same in real life as on TV. Haven't they aged well???!! Eeeh, yes. Just compare them to the Rolling Stones. Ugh. Must be all that clean-living hey??

Of course I can't tell you really what it was like. It's one of those things where you really have to be there.

I couldn't believe I didn't need my earplugs hardly at all. Must be because I love their music so much.

They moved us all when they did a heartfelt tribute to the 29 tragic Greymouth miners, declared dead just that day.

Up on the screen rolled the names of all the miners, "Lost to this world," said Bono, "But not to The Eternal." Wow. Shivers down all our spines.

So I will leave you with this track from their latest album, Moment of Surrender, our new favourite. An amazing track, a beautiful song, a wonderful memorable evening.



So blessed to have been there. O yes. So thankful. I LOVE U2. They totally Rock.

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