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Four-legged table |
Hallelujah Here He Comes |
Then, as the band flowed into New Years Day, Bono was handed a bottle of water by one of the stage crew. After he belted out the opening "yeah yea oh oh" he drank some more, then turned to walk toward our corner of the tree stage. He bent down, with his gaze upon my poster or license plate, and set down his bottle on the edge of the stage. In a flash, he straightened back up and pointed at me and my sign before he turned back around to cross back to his mic.
"Whaaaa'? Wait did that just happen?' said my brain as I turned to my sister, grinning, to see if she could confirm the reality of this perception, even as the band cranked into the first chorus of New Year's Day. She didn't look back at me, just stood with her chin resting in her hand, above her elbow resting on the rail, seeming appropriately mesmerized by the performance unfolding in front of us.
For some reason, any time I have any kind of interaction with Bono, even one as small as this, I experience a lasting sense of disbelief.
So I was glad to find the YouTube video and grab a couple zoomed in screenshots a couple months down the road, confirming for me what no one else could this time around. Childish, for sure. But, here it is.
So I was glad to find the YouTube video and grab a couple zoomed in screenshots a couple months down the road, confirming for me what no one else could this time around. Childish, for sure. But, here it is.
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