I am going to brag about how great the U2 concert was. Normal text could not possibly convey my proud boasts or overly dramatic gestures so I will substitute all caps. WE WERE IN THE FRONT ROW FOR THE U2 CONCERT! IT WAS MIND-BOGGLING, EAR-DEAFENING, AND VISUALLY DECAPITATING. I FEEL AS THOUGH ALL MY SENSES HAVE BEEN IRREPAIRABLY DULLED BY THE MAGNITUDE OF SOUND AND SIGHTS AT THE CONCERT. THE REST OF MY LIFE WILL BE BLAND IN COMPARISON.
DID I MENTION THE FRONT ROW? I COULD HAVE SPIT ON BONO. I DIDN’T, BUT I COULD HAVE. THERE WAS A VAST SEA OF HUMANITY BEHIND US AS MUSICAL GENIUS PARADED DOWN THE CIRCULAR STAGE IN FRONT OF US. PEOPLE PASSED OUT FROM THE HEAT AND EXCITEMENT AND WERE LIFTED OVER THE BARRIERS, BUT WE STOOD OUR GROUND. I WAS THROWING ELBOWS AND HIPS LIKE BRUCE LEE.
I DIDN’T KNOW WHETHER I SHOULD WEEP OR SHOUT WITH ELATION WHEN THE EDGE AND ADAM CLAYTON JAMMED TOGETHER RIGHT IN FRONT OF US. BONO IS A PHENOMENON, LEGENDARY VOICE AND THE ABILITY TO CAPTIVATE 60,000 PEOPLE.
NOTHING I SAY WILL PAINT THE MOMENT. ALSO, DOES ANYONE ELSE HEAR THAT RINGING?
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