Thanks to CurlyPops for this weeks 'this is' theme......
I'm posting early as I won't be about on the weekend.
This is my absolute favourite band of all time...
Yep, the year was 1988, I was in year 8 and I had a crush on a boy. The boy had a crush on U2. I got my best friend to copy her brother's Rattle and Hum tape so I had something to talk to 'crush boy' about. The boy didn't last long but U2 was here to stay.I had the Rattle and Hum T-shirt (bought at the Vic Market), every tape they ever produced and everything U2 that I could get my hands on, including cutting pictures out of Dolly magazine which I then scrapbooked onto my school books and folders.
U2 is definitely the sound track to my younger years. My coolest U2 memory is listening to 'The Joshua Tree' while travelling through Europe when I was 16 (exchange student fun). There's nothing like that album as a background to boat or train travel - I listened to it again in 2004 when training it from London to Vienna (not in one go!) and it was as inspiring as when I was 16.
The last concert U2 had in Melbourne I was heavily pregnant and Moo rocked on from the inside! (I hadn't planned on being in that state when I bought the ticket BTW. U2 fans will remember that their tour was postponed.)
That's 20 years of U2 love. I'm ashamed to say that maybe (just a small possibility) I might still have an embarrassing crush on Bono.....
That's 20 years of U2 love. I'm ashamed to say that maybe (just a small possibility) I might still have an embarrassing crush on Bono.....
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On of my girlfriends is obsessed with U2 and she was pregnant at their last concert too (and bought the tickets before the pregnancy)!
I am in complete agreement with you. I can listen to any of their albums and memories spring up. Love them.
I was a bit obsessed too in the mid to late 80s. Went to see them 3 times on the Joshua Tree tour - two of these on consecutive days at Wembley Stadium and one of which I bunked off work for and caught a bus from Birmingham to London all on my own! I was only 17 and it was a big deal.
Remember sitting on the shoulders of some unknown bloke and watching them play through a veil of steamy sweaty haze and dry ice. V atmospheric.
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