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trinityvixenU2:3D is probably the only concert movie I will ever watch. I see no point in watching a concert because the fun of a concert is being there. Thus, with the 3D and IMAX and such, it was as good as being there. Nay, better! I was actually at one of the concerts on the Vertigo tour, and my seats weren't half as close as they put you with the 3D. Could've had more hits from the song list, seeing as the energy was crazy when they got into their really huge songs, like (OMG SPOILERS!) "Sunday Bloody Sunday." Also, I think we ruined "Pride" for ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
viridian by mentioning that Bono's lack of pronunciation on the line "they could take your pride" makes it come out "they could not take your pie." NO ONE TAKES BONO'S PIE! Yep, now none of y'all reading this will ever be moved by that song again neither. And you'll never quite cozy up to "One" the same way after realizing that Bono keeps flubbing the line in that so that it goes "did you come here to play Jesus to the lepers in your bed" (instead of "head" on that last). Ewww, no.
Otherwise, good time had by all. Especially Bono. He's totally gay for everyone in the band, notably the Edge (whom he worships and humps in the film a bit) and the base player (who he flat out kisses--I LOVE EUROPEANS!). Speaking of The Gay: I apologize to the crowd out with me last night; despite my repeated insistence that either the drummer or the bassist is gay, neither is (in fact, one has rather public engagements with models and the other has a live-in girlfriend of twenty years and three kids--which just goes to show how far out of my ass I end up pulling this BS). I would now like to amend my statements to point out that I believe that, in the book of U2 photos I talked about, the point of being gay might have, in fact, been attributed to one of their fathers (there was a picture of each member and his dad). That's my brand new bullshit theory (based off a quick google search with the words "U2" and "gay" that suggest the song "One" is about a gay son coming out to his dad). Yep. Thanks for coming,hslayer, viridian, earthrise, kent_allard_jr and new fun pals tirtzah and mclittlebitch (who got special extra awesome points for being THE ONLY OTHER HUMAN BEING ON THE PLANET I HAVE EVER MET WHO HAS SEEN ANIMALYMPICS)!!!
Alas, the evening should be marred by the ride back uptown. A group of obviously tipsy partiers got on with a pizza they were splitting. The two girls just had to squeeze over to my side (despite there being plenty of pole space up and down the car), and because they were obviously not entirely aware of their setting, they kept forgetting that I was behind them, backed against the doors on the other side. I didn't move. I didn't jab out my magazine or anything to get some personal space, I just held still and let the one in front of me fall back onto it and get jabbed. She might have tossed me a dirty look when she checked over her shoulder, but eventually she backed off (when the edge got her good between the shoulders ::EVIL GLEE::). It didn't last too long though. Did I mention they were tipsy?
If only that had been the worst of it. Alas, not. At 96th, a homeless fellow in a wheelchair tapped me on the shoulder so I would stand aside for him to get off. Coming upon 137th, some loud argument began to escalate into shouting at the other end of the car. A bunch of 20ish white guys were standing and yelling at some foreign guy sitting. The specifics eluded me since I missed the start of the fight, but I gather they took umbrage to some or another of the foreign man's behavior vis a vis the wheelchair-bound man. Yelling progressed to shoving and various folk on both sides stepping between the four or five white boys who lunged for the foreigner. This was after the lead white boy thug said the wheelchair man (who must have had a sign about being a veteran) was "defending our country" and the foreigner made the mistake of venting his opinion that such people are "murderers." White boys showed their intelligence by screaming the guy was "a fucking Iraqi" and still trying to dodge around poles and arms to get at the guy. Just lovely behavior all around.
I almost got off a stop early to escape this shithead brigade. For the first time in my life, I wondered what might happen if just one of those people were armed. I literally don't even think about people having weapons on their person--not even pepper spray or anything defensive like that--but I guess the relation of the fight being over war (and ethical questions about it) made me wonder. It was, needless to say, very unnerving. I had a very clear sense of the panic I would feel if the fight fell out for real (as opposed to the charged stomping and frantic grabbing and pushing) and a gun, say, were involved. I sped away from the car like I, myself, had been fired from it. Gotta be crazy to love this city some times.
viridian by mentioning that Bono's lack of pronunciation on the line "they could take your pride" makes it come out "they could not take your pie." NO ONE TAKES BONO'S PIE! Yep, now none of y'all reading this will ever be moved by that song again neither. And you'll never quite cozy up to "One" the same way after realizing that Bono keeps flubbing the line in that so that it goes "did you come here to play Jesus to the lepers in your bed" (instead of "head" on that last). Ewww, no. Otherwise, good time had by all. Especially Bono. He's totally gay for everyone in the band, notably the Edge (whom he worships and humps in the film a bit) and the base player (who he flat out kisses--I LOVE EUROPEANS!). Speaking of The Gay: I apologize to the crowd out with me last night; despite my repeated insistence that either the drummer or the bassist is gay, neither is (in fact, one has rather public engagements with models and the other has a live-in girlfriend of twenty years and three kids--which just goes to show how far out of my ass I end up pulling this BS). I would now like to amend my statements to point out that I believe that, in the book of U2 photos I talked about, the point of being gay might have, in fact, been attributed to one of their fathers (there was a picture of each member and his dad). That's my brand new bullshit theory (based off a quick google search with the words "U2" and "gay" that suggest the song "One" is about a gay son coming out to his dad). Yep. Thanks for coming,
hslayer, viridian, earthrise, kent_allard_jr and new fun pals tirtzah and mclittlebitch (who got special extra awesome points for being THE ONLY OTHER HUMAN BEING ON THE PLANET I HAVE EVER MET WHO HAS SEEN ANIMALYMPICS)!!!Alas, the evening should be marred by the ride back uptown. A group of obviously tipsy partiers got on with a pizza they were splitting. The two girls just had to squeeze over to my side (despite there being plenty of pole space up and down the car), and because they were obviously not entirely aware of their setting, they kept forgetting that I was behind them, backed against the doors on the other side. I didn't move. I didn't jab out my magazine or anything to get some personal space, I just held still and let the one in front of me fall back onto it and get jabbed. She might have tossed me a dirty look when she checked over her shoulder, but eventually she backed off (when the edge got her good between the shoulders ::EVIL GLEE::). It didn't last too long though. Did I mention they were tipsy?
If only that had been the worst of it. Alas, not. At 96th, a homeless fellow in a wheelchair tapped me on the shoulder so I would stand aside for him to get off. Coming upon 137th, some loud argument began to escalate into shouting at the other end of the car. A bunch of 20ish white guys were standing and yelling at some foreign guy sitting. The specifics eluded me since I missed the start of the fight, but I gather they took umbrage to some or another of the foreign man's behavior vis a vis the wheelchair-bound man. Yelling progressed to shoving and various folk on both sides stepping between the four or five white boys who lunged for the foreigner. This was after the lead white boy thug said the wheelchair man (who must have had a sign about being a veteran) was "defending our country" and the foreigner made the mistake of venting his opinion that such people are "murderers." White boys showed their intelligence by screaming the guy was "a fucking Iraqi" and still trying to dodge around poles and arms to get at the guy. Just lovely behavior all around.
I almost got off a stop early to escape this shithead brigade. For the first time in my life, I wondered what might happen if just one of those people were armed. I literally don't even think about people having weapons on their person--not even pepper spray or anything defensive like that--but I guess the relation of the fight being over war (and ethical questions about it) made me wonder. It was, needless to say, very unnerving. I had a very clear sense of the panic I would feel if the fight fell out for real (as opposed to the charged stomping and frantic grabbing and pushing) and a gun, say, were involved. I sped away from the car like I, myself, had been fired from it. Gotta be crazy to love this city some times.
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Date: 2008-02-16 08:26 am (UTC)(Still ewwww at playing Jesus to the lepers in your bed. NO Bono, that's not cool or edgy, that's gross and creepy. It's a fine line.)
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Date: 2008-02-16 07:19 pm (UTC)I had no idea that's what you were going on about re: pie. I thought you just wanted pie. And nobody could take your pie from you. I figured you just really like pie.
Pie.
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Date: 2008-02-17 06:17 am (UTC)I always want pie. No, not really, but, apparently, Bono does. Or whatever his name is. I've already forgotten.
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Date: 2008-02-19 05:35 am (UTC)(Maxine of Arc)
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Date: 2008-02-19 05:49 am (UTC)(...ABRAHAM LINCOLN?????!)
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Date: 2008-02-18 03:34 pm (UTC)Uh, I've seen it like a two or three times, and know hosts of others who have seen it more than I have.
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Date: 2008-02-19 02:02 am (UTC)Also, it's all on YouTube!
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Date: 2008-02-19 02:32 am (UTC)I think the idea that "One" is about a gay son coming out to his dad is because of one of the three videos for the song was of the band all dressed in drag and Bono in drag sort of singing the song to his father. It's a weird video.
Friending you if that's cool. :)
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Date: 2008-02-19 05:35 am (UTC)