Awww, what a fun question.
Bono.
After I stopped gasping... I think all he'd have to do is smile like he does, and I'd be okay. Then I hope I could say something about how it takes a big heart and a big soul to do what he does, and he shows me what's possible in my own life. (Really, I've thought on it so much, I might even have the presence of mind to say it to him -- alone, at least.) And then I'd thank him to the stars...
And then I'd leave the room, and cry. *shaky sigh*
Funny, when I try to imagine if it was one of the other guys, I can only think to stare.
Maybe, Bono bein' the "word guy," I've been kinda conversing with him for years. And we know he likes to talk.
The others...[look out, she's off again --]
Edge's quiet, omnivorous intellect intimidates me, and I'd fear disturbing him. *L*
Larry's years of no-bullshit grimacing onstage have done their job: I don't wanna bug him.
Adam, whom I've loved and *ahem* lusted after, has become this steady, battle-wise, survivor... see, I get just choked up with admiration for him, for kicking all the shit ten years ago. For making his peace with the demons that ALWAYS lie in wait behind the "medication," for choosing the band, for choosing life... For demonstrating professionally and personally, by his bond with these three avowed believers, what his heart is made of... yet, I could say none of that, because even though it's on the public record, it's too personal. It isn't my place to bring up those things, and yet I think I'd get teary just meeting his eyes. For all that U2 has given me, yes, I hope I could sputter a thank you to him. To all of them, for letting such big music speak through them.
Ah, but shite: where would ya start, really??
*mooning now*
Deb D
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He set my feet upon a rock
made my footsteps firm
the greatest frontman in the world -- by truecoloursfly:
http://www.atu2.com/news/article.src?ID=1575