Miroslava said:
Ok, now you're just bragging...
Congrats again!
No I really wasn't. I was trying to give a brief synopsis before I went into my more detailed experiences. So here goes for anyone who has about 1/2 hour to kill.
It all started back in June when I purchased two tickets in seats for Oct. 7th. After being on the rail of the ellipse, twice, in Chicago with my partner in crime, Miroslava, I got the GA bug. I wanted to do GA at MSG. I flew in from Chicago and went to the GA line at 8am. Got a number and staked my place in the GA line. The sky was dark, there was talk of a thunder shower and we were on the sidewalk with no covering. It was going to be a long day.
I had no GA tickets, but I was in a GA line. Something had to work out right. My last chance to score GA’s was an ebay auction that was ending around 1:30pm EDT. That was 5 ½ hours away, but I had my blackberry so I could bid from the GA line. It was going to be a long day. My friend, Steve, came and met up with me in line. I made friends in front and behind me; the best part about doing GA. We talked of U2 and nothing else. Steve kept asking, “Are we getting into the ellipse tonight?” I kept telling him, “We don’t even have GA tickets!” The ebay auction was drawing to a close. The price was getting higher and higher, almost too high. I called Miroslava. She convinced me that they were still a good price for MSG. Now, I REALLY wanted these tickets. I tried bidding the maximum a NY resident could purchase the tickets for. Someone had already thought of that idea and they were the highest bidder. I thought, “Oh no they didn’t!” [With neck movement and finger action. You had to be there.]
I called my partner in crime. She is an out of state ebayer. She can bid as high as she wants. With only 1 minute remaining in the auction, my partner in crime, Miroslava, bidded and won the auction for (2) GA tickets to MSG. I contacted the seller, explained my story and worked out delivery and payment. He said he would bring the tickets to me in the GA line. He also said something that sounded a little like “crazy girl/crazy woman”…I don’t know. I can’t remember. At 4pm, my seller called me from his car on the corner of 33rd and 8th avenue. He was stopped at a red light. I weaved in between yellow cabs, grabbed the tickets from a hand that was sticking out the driver side window and sprinted back to the sidewalk. I yelled, “Thaaaannnnkkkk yooooouuuu….” to the car as it drove away with the NY traffic. I jumped for joy as I notified Steve that we were now GA ticket holders. All thanks to my out-of-state, partner-in-crime, cohort-of-sorts, GA buddy, Miroslava. Now, I had no doubt that we were getting into the ellipse tonight. Let’s just say I’m very optimistic. It starts to rain. Correction. It’s starts to pour. MSG decides to let us in early. We line up, go inside, get our tickets scanned by the MSG crew. Now to those dreaded U2 laptops. I’m in front. I hand the guy my ticket. I turn back to see Steve talking with people, lagging behind. If only I could get him to stay focused, I thought. I turn back to the dreaded computer screen and it read, “VERTIGO, VERTIGO, VERTIGO!” I screamed like a banshee! I was going into the ellipse and with my spot in the line I was guaranteed a position on the rail. Holy
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Steve whispered to me, you’re going up on stage tonight. I tell him that the stage is reserved for cute girls who don’t wear glasses. I just want to be able to enjoy the music and see in front of me. They start letting people up on the floor. Steve and I head for a rail spot just to the right of Bono. The sweet spot. Oh how sweet it is.
Keane was great. Thought the piano player was going to walk away with whiplash. Lead singer looked like Bono-in-training. Arcade Fire comes on, 3 out of 4 boys are on stage, and I start screaming. It’s City of Blinding Lights. God I love that song.
Bono comes from the ellipse and is now in front, on the main stage. It takes him a couple of songs but he starts looking at the people in the front row. He recognizes the bright yellow Jamaica t-shirt. He saw it in Chicago. He comes over to me during either Vertigo or Elevation (I can’t remember) and tries to speak to me with a Jamaican accent. It sounded so wrong that I ended up laughing. I never heard exactly what he said. Bono throws water on my section of the ellipse during The Electric Co. I’m lovin’ life right now. The show is progressing nicely. Bono came over to me again during Beautiful Day and shook my hand. I thought, I’ve had 2 Bono moments, now I have something to tell my grandkids and die happy.
Stuck in a Moment, another one of my favorites, is complete. Come to think of it. They are all my favorites. Bono is walking back from the ellipse, he states that he’s going to play a song that no one knows. I think to myself, I really doubt that I won’t know it. He asks for his cowboy hat. Someone brings it to him on cue. The Fast Cars lights come down and I go berserk. I LOVE FAST CARS!! Especially after seeing Miro dance so well to it. Haven’t heard it since Chicago. Bono sings the first verse. I know every word. Of course, that’s my song! He starts looking at me while singing, “All I want is your picture in a locket,” then he turns his ass towards me, slaps his butt and sings, “Your face in my pocket…” Girls, if he does this to you or in front of you, you are going on stage. He did the same to you right Miroslava?
I can’t remember what part of the song after that he started scanning the front row. I think I was the only one singing along and dancing. He made eye contact with me and pointed to me. This time his hand motion was saying come up on stage. Holy
All the blood drained from my body. Holy
None of my limbs were cooperating because I couldn’t pull myself over the rail. Murphy saw that I was having difficulty and snatched me over the rail. My god that man is strong. I ran up the two little stairs by the main stage and climbed on stage to be with the 2005 Nobel Peace Prize Nominee! After that, I don’t really know what happened. I can’t remember a thing. I just remember becoming really calm and started dancing or at least trying to dance. People paid money to see a rock and roll show so I put on a show.
So many thoughts ran through my head. My pocket was vibrating. Bono was controlling the movements to a restricted space on stage. I know how to Belly Dance but not how to Flamenco dance. At one point he leaned in and gave me one of the softest, sweetest hugs. That man has charisma to kill!! Bono started slow dancing with me and I felt a bulge in his pants. After seeing pictures, I realize that it was just his mic in his pants. Thank god for that!! Then, I saw a little video clip where I did a curtsy at the end of my performance. I couldn’t believe I did that. I don’t even remember doing it. Obviously, my ticket stub said “The Kimla O’Connor Show” not a U2 concert. It was time to leave the stage and get back over the rail. Once again, Murphy helped me and offered water. How did he know I would need water? I was shaking all over and everyone was trying to talk to me at once. I had fun. As long as Bono had fun too, then my mission was complete.