Aging Rock Stars Department
Mood:
special
Topic: Entertainment

I am self - deluded , and the only needed proof-positive I needed of that (just imagine finding proof-positive of self-delusion:)...was to turn on the late evening news....bombings in Pakistan? explosions in Kabul? By chance a rumbling or stirring or war with uncoverings of bombs at ready in Lebanon?
Last night, riding on a high tide of pent up emotion at the very thought in anticipation of one of my most favorite all time world hero/rock stars in town...

..even with no ticket to get in, I went downtown to hang around the venue, pick up the vibes, enjoy the crowd, and even catch a glimpse of the pyrotechnic light display and awe inspiring retro-disco glamour (alas no glimpse of the band, obviously someone thought of everything!) and listen to the muffled tones of the awesone sounds of what must be the present worlds most distinguished band: U2, which indeed could still be heard two-three blocks away (we're lucky, imagine how far the sounds of bombs carry!) before I went soliloquy like in to the misty rainy fog-like ether of night.......
...happy, satisfied.....but hungry.
I knew I'd missed the greatest band in the world...but there was something inherent that the lesson and message of the music was not lost on me...I got to see a man crying and bawling, his face a contortion of angst and grief, wailing as only men know how to do without sacrificing thier last vestiges of masculinity, how someone had sold him a 'bad ticket' and he had spent all his money on it and the gatekeeper would not let him in...(I did get to see him go in...apparently in the blink of an eye some kind person in a gesture of magnificent beneficence, gave him a ticket and he sheepishly wandered in from the slimy wetness of Vancouver)...and so it was as the ticket usher to me remarked: "Just goes to show you there are real angels out tonight as well as a@#--oles"...
So I went home; and the late night news was headlining U2 and again I was able to catch slices and cutaway shots and glimpses of the greatness on stage; all that I had missed..in glorious 16 inches of screen...
but imagine my surprise at seeing the one shot that set the tone for this blog entry and later my gentle acceptance of the reality of what I'd missed.........indeed the wheel of time turns in time for us all, etching in stone our experiences, our laughter, our tears and our hard times as well as smiles..




I would have to go to
Brandenburg Gate in Berlin to see them
this year....for the free concert to commemorate the fall of the wall. Till next time then...
Thanks for visiting.
Posted by mach1231
at 12:46 PM PDT
Updated: Thursday, 29 October 2009 1:13 PM PDT