SpiralStaircase
War Child
Sort of. Because I've only ever been to this forum in passing, and I don't know anyone here. But we're linked, of course; brothers & sisters of the heart.
U2 have been part of my life for a long time now, at some times far more than others. They've faded in and out; become unfocused & far away like looking down the wrong end of a telescope with a scuffed eyepiece for periods, then back up in my face, billboard-size. These things haven't coincided with album releases or tours, more the directions life's taken me. But here I am, probably 28 years after first becoming aware of their existence, still listening. Sometimes annoyed, sometimes rolling my eyes, but always fascinated, and occasionally, like a couple of days ago, listening with tears dancing down my cheeks as I HAD to play "Yahweh" three times on the spin.
And that, maybe, has prompted me to join. I'd like to talk about this band. None of my friends have ever liked them. Some loathe U2 with genuine venom. The wife only likes a couple of things.
I don't have many regrets, really. All-too tied-up with guilt and so forth. But I really, really wish I'd seen U2 live at some point. Seems the times I could have easily seen them I wasn't that bothered for one reason or another, and the times I wanted to, circumstances got in the way. I even saved up to see them in 1987, presented the money to my parents who then told me I couldn't go because it was in the middle of my exams. I will never do that to my kids. My daughter is two and for well over a year has been into watching YouTube videos of live U2 songs - her favourite is "Streets" (R&H or Superbowl).
Anyway. Here I am. I'm glad to be here.
U2 have been part of my life for a long time now, at some times far more than others. They've faded in and out; become unfocused & far away like looking down the wrong end of a telescope with a scuffed eyepiece for periods, then back up in my face, billboard-size. These things haven't coincided with album releases or tours, more the directions life's taken me. But here I am, probably 28 years after first becoming aware of their existence, still listening. Sometimes annoyed, sometimes rolling my eyes, but always fascinated, and occasionally, like a couple of days ago, listening with tears dancing down my cheeks as I HAD to play "Yahweh" three times on the spin.
And that, maybe, has prompted me to join. I'd like to talk about this band. None of my friends have ever liked them. Some loathe U2 with genuine venom. The wife only likes a couple of things.
I don't have many regrets, really. All-too tied-up with guilt and so forth. But I really, really wish I'd seen U2 live at some point. Seems the times I could have easily seen them I wasn't that bothered for one reason or another, and the times I wanted to, circumstances got in the way. I even saved up to see them in 1987, presented the money to my parents who then told me I couldn't go because it was in the middle of my exams. I will never do that to my kids. My daughter is two and for well over a year has been into watching YouTube videos of live U2 songs - her favourite is "Streets" (R&H or Superbowl).
Anyway. Here I am. I'm glad to be here.