EPandAmerica
New Yorker
I'll never forget leaving my first ever U2 concert in 1989. I went all the way to Australia for Love Town, and after the concert while waiting in queue for a taxi, the guy in front of me was so that he had to have help getting in the back of the taxi
and he was singing Deeeesiiiiiiirrreee, Deeeesiiiiirrreee
.... mind you Desire was the 3rd song of the night. So I was glad that I hadn't gotten smashed and had memories of the WHOLE night.
and he was singing Deeeesiiiiiiirrreee, Deeeesiiiiirrreee
.... mind you Desire was the 3rd song of the night. So I was glad that I hadn't gotten smashed and had memories of the WHOLE night.