Ah, I love the story of how I first got into U2. That magical summer of 1995. I was 13 years old, right in the middle of junior high, and I needed something of my own to believe in. For me, that was U2. Who knows what I would've become had I never been introduced to U2? Probably a druggie or a hick (I'm from the country).
My Dad had Rattle and Hum, and he would play it constantly. I hated it. I was into country music, and I wouldn't have that "stupid rock shit." On the 4th of July that year, we were all my Grandma's and they were watching VH1 Videos A-Z. I walked through the house, and Grandma was talking about how much she liked U2 (yep, I said that.) So I sat down and watched for a minute. THey showed 10 videos, the last being With or Without You. That song in particular blew me away, but the rest of them did too. I really liked New Years Day, One and Who's gonna ride your wild horses.
So I went out and had mom buy me the Joshua Tree. I think I had all the albums by Christmas of 1996. Here we are 9 years later, and my loyalty and fascination with U2 has continued to grow, and I keep finding new things I love about songs I've heard hundreds of times.