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Well U2 still rocks.
Nov. 5th, 2005 05:13 pmSaw them November 1st @ Staples Center @ 20:30 with my mom.
Won the tickets from Jack FM on October 31st @ Santa Ana Main Place Mall @ 09:00 by myself in the parking lot for being the first guy to show up at 04:00.
Having since dug into the recent tour, I'll avoid saying anything in detail except how pretty most of the show was, because details are sure to piss numerous people on my friends list off, and/or just make numerous folks uncomfortable with the well-intentioned imagery they used, but I really approve of the message of the show.
And call it commercial pap or not, but cellphones really are the 21st century replacement for the ubiquitous lighter of former decades concert-goers. :-)
And I think I would still be buried neck-deep in the morass of semi-depression I've been fighting off (yes, I've been seriously depressed these last 10-15 days, one of the worst bouts I've ever had in my recollection, despite however my voice may have sounded to folks) if I hadn't gone to that concert. I've rarely had such an injection of raw happy in my life before.
That, and it felt really god-damn good to be part of an entire stadium concert that bounced up and down in the bleachers for over 2 hours with almost nobody sitting down except for one song at a time and in random bunches, from the youngest pre-teens to the 65-year-old grandmother to my left and her 42-year-old son with her. I've rarely witnessed such raw enjoyment that crossed all barriers imaginable.
And Edge is still an alien from outer space. =^.^=
Won the tickets from Jack FM on October 31st @ Santa Ana Main Place Mall @ 09:00 by myself in the parking lot for being the first guy to show up at 04:00.
Having since dug into the recent tour, I'll avoid saying anything in detail except how pretty most of the show was, because details are sure to piss numerous people on my friends list off, and/or just make numerous folks uncomfortable with the well-intentioned imagery they used, but I really approve of the message of the show.
And call it commercial pap or not, but cellphones really are the 21st century replacement for the ubiquitous lighter of former decades concert-goers. :-)
And I think I would still be buried neck-deep in the morass of semi-depression I've been fighting off (yes, I've been seriously depressed these last 10-15 days, one of the worst bouts I've ever had in my recollection, despite however my voice may have sounded to folks) if I hadn't gone to that concert. I've rarely had such an injection of raw happy in my life before.
That, and it felt really god-damn good to be part of an entire stadium concert that bounced up and down in the bleachers for over 2 hours with almost nobody sitting down except for one song at a time and in random bunches, from the youngest pre-teens to the 65-year-old grandmother to my left and her 42-year-old son with her. I've rarely witnessed such raw enjoyment that crossed all barriers imaginable.
And Edge is still an alien from outer space. =^.^=