I figured. I love U2 and all, but sometimes I think they take themselves way too seriously. Many, many years ago when they were playing in Tempe, I talked my friends into hiking up this mountain by the Sun Devil Stadium where they were playing so we could listen to them. We didn't go because all my friends hated them, but anyway, we're up there and Bono starts preaching of course. We couldn't hear a word he was saying, but my friend is like, Oh God, now what's he going on about. I mean, you just KNEW he was rambling on about some injustice in the world just by the tone of his voice. That and the fact that at this time Bono was ALWAYS going on about one thing or another. He's much less preachier these days and way less serious. Anyway, man I hate my friends. I missed many a U2 concert because of them. Including an opportunity to go to a FREE concert where they just happened to be recording for the film Rattle and Hum! Idiots. Sorry for the digression, but to this day whenever U2 is mentioned I want to kill myself for not talking them into going. It's like, "Slowly I turned...." Not that you know even what that means...
hahaha, well if its tempe, im assuming Joshua Tree tour...so you missed him preaching about the IRA, something like this from Rattle And Hum: Now lemme tell you somethin'. I've had enough of Irish Americans who haven't been back to their country in twenty or thirty years come up to me and talk about the resistence, the revolution back home. And the glory of the revolution, and the glory of dyin' for the revolution. f*** the revolution! They don't talk about the glory of killing for the revolution. What's the glory in takin' a man from his bed and gunnin' him down in front of his wife and his children? Where's the glory in that? Where's the glory in bombing a Rememberance Day parade of old-aged pensioners, their medals taken out and polished up for the day. Where's the glory in that? To leave them dyin', or crippled for life, or dead, under the rubble of a revolution that the majority of the people of my country don't want. Sing no more!
he was actually told to cut this speech because the IRA had supposidly put Bono on their hit list, but he did it anyway.
"if asking, begging and pleading doesn't work, always go with a song and dance number."
1983 was still early in their career for them. He was probably still playing it safe. Although I remember the first time I saw the video for Sunday Bloody Sunday. It was incredibly powerful. Very poliltical. The way he marched around with that white flag and got the audience involved. And of course those lyrics. That's when I stopped hating them and secretly became a fan. Anyway, you knew this was a band with something to say. And then of course once he started saying what he had to say he's never stopped. It just goes on and on and on...