I'm beyond sure that I'll cry. Shit...I cried like a BABY when Emmitt Smith broke Walter Payton's all-time NFL Rushing Yards record.
A lot of people seem to be saying things like, "I won't cry because they'll have earned it," or, "They've made enough good music that there isn't any reason to cry," and so forth. Now, I agree with those statements, in part. I do think that they've already earned the "right" to retire or quit or whatever, so to speak (though I don't really like that sort of language--they could have quit 25 years ago...), and I agree that they've made a TON of outstanding music, as time has gone on.
My crying wouldn't be in protest or anything, though...they wouldn't be those kind of tears. I wouldn't cry and say, "Those bastards!! How could they abandon us?? How could they abandon ME???!!!!" Nothing like that. I would cry because the end of U2 would be a sad thing for me. I'll always have the old music and that'll always make me happy...but there's something wonderful about new U2, isn't there?
I mean...I don't think that the new album is great. I think it's pretty good, but no more. I'm not even sure if it's on my Top Ten list for this year. But it's still a wonderful experience. The tour, even if it's weaker than past tours (which I assume it will be, unfortunately), will still be AMAZING and tons of fun for all.
There's just...that "something" that comes out with the release of a new U2 album. Sure, I've listened to the new record over 250 times since the leak...but you know what? I bet I've listened to the old stuff even more...!!! I'm never as passionate about U2--never so connected to the past, so focused on the present, and so compelled by the future...all at once--as when a new U2 record comes out. It is a thrilling period of evaluation, re-evaluation, and speculation...it is a period which I will miss with all of my heart. Months like these, moments like first hearing "Vertigo" on FM radio, realizations like the one when the new album was suddenly online.....all of those brilliant things will be no more. The memories will always warm my heart, but I'm sure that I'll never feel quite so intoxicated by U2's majesty as I feel during the times when their new albums come out. After their last album drops, they will still be my favorite band (well...fave non-Beatles band, anyhow
), but I don't think that I'll ever feel it THIS strongly, you know?
Wordsworth wrote a lot about the potency of memory--"...that inward eye," he called it, "which is the bliss of solitude." I agree that memory is powerful...sometimes moreso than experience itself. But I will still miss the experience; I will forever love my memories, but that tangible emotion...that outward eye which sees bliss not in solitude, but in companionship (the companionship, in this case, of a new album)...I will forever miss it.
The fact that I won't have quite as powerful feelings about the band and the fact that there won't be such regular events which will focus and fine-tune my love, appreciation, and respect for the band is depressing. U2 are a dominant element of my personal past...but they're still a part of my future, too. I wish that could forever be true.
Sorry for rambling...