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reprinted without permission from the Tampa Bay Times, Wed Nov 9 2005 (fuck off, Im just emptying my suitcase, aight?? lol)
After 10 Hours, Even Bono Gets A Little Punchy
You'd think Rolling Stone would have left no stone unturned during a recent 10-hour, 22-page interview with Bono, in which the U2 frontman discussed everything from Bob Dylan to Ethiopia, from the Psalms to the 'madness' of Zooropa. Think again. Believe it or not, this "definitive" Q&A barely scratched the polarized surface of Bono's lavender wraparound fly shades. Tbt* has obtained a lost snippet of the transcribed conversation between the rock demigod and RS founder Jann S. Wenner. Here, in honor of U2's Nov. 16 concert at the St. Pete Times Forum, we proudly share that exclusive snippet.
X. THE INTERVIEW
In October 2005, you agreed to sit down for this 10-hour interview.
I did, yeah.
What was that like?
It was transcendent, man. The kind of experience that demands you confront your hopes and fears, that brings you face to face with the forces that brought you to this Earth. Incidentally, I've had to pee for the last six hours.
At what point did you realize, "Wait a minute - this Rolling Stone interview might eat up my entire day?"
Around the time you asked me what role religion played in my childhood. I thought, come on, man, I almost won a Nobel Prize, my head's the size of f------ Jupiter, and you're gonna get me started on the Creator? We'll be here all night! (laughs) That's when I knew I'd better tell the wife to TiVo Rachel Ray.
What's the most ridiculous thing you've said so far?
Let's see ... "The blues are like the Psalms of David." That's pretty f----- up, right there. Also, where I said the Edge sings "like a bunch of beautiful black women." That's classic Bono, mate. Bet you haven't got the bollocks to print that one.
Tell me about the first time you heard Coldplay.
I was on hold with Apple for a conference call with Steve Jobs regarding U2's limited-edition iPod. Two songs in, I hear this soaring, nasal voice baying about skin and bones and yellow stars, or something like that. Jesus, man, it was primal. I got this mental image of a hollow-eyed greyhound scribbling sonnets at Dean & DeLuca.
Are they the next U2?
If they are, you can shank me with a f------ cutlass.
Who is the next U2?
I'm a big fan of that Canadian band, Nickelback. God has a hand in those chops, man, and that's a bloody fact. I think we'll be hearing a lot from the Ying Yang Twins. And Adam Clayton has me into krump dancing.
Who's the next Bono?
This planet's cursed with only one loudmouthed, self-righteous Irish pop star, thank the Holy Mother. (laughs) No, I'm kidding. Kanye West has promise - he writes with the passion of a young Martin Luther, his ego's 10 sizes too big, and he clearly despises George Bush. That's a good head start.
Yeah, anti-Bush. That's what I'm f------ talking about.
'Course, I don't know if a line like, "My psychic told me she have a ass like Serena," would have found its way onto The Joshua Tree. But that's why he's Kanye West, and I'm Bono. And the rest of the world is not.
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