Did I sing? Yes Did I scream? Hell Yeah Did I fall in love with him all over again? No because I have been in love with this man and his music and poetry (yes it's poetry if you go look and read his lyrics without the music) and his love of humanity. What's not to love? Plus he is Irish and you can listen to an Irishman talk forever. It was the perfect night, the moon was out, the stadium full and the stage built in 360 degrees was a spaceship with a huge revolving screen, bridges that transported Bono into the crowd and a live linkup via sattelite to the International space station with a hello from one of the astronauts living up there to all of us screaming and rabid U2 fans in Pasadena! That was amazing...I mean how many bands can ask for that and get it as part of their show??? They started the entire thing off with Magnificent off the new album and it swayed us down memory lane along with the new songs until that final 30 minutes brought us to One and a message from Bishop Desmond Tutu and Streets With No Name and of course Sunday Bloody Sunday which brought the crowd to their feet singing. Even Jin, who was a U2 virgin (first time) she was rocking with them and of course she had no choice because I was just floating out over that stadium singing my heart out. Before the finale, Bono had the lights dimmed and asked everyone to turn on their cell phones and the entire stadium looked like the milky way with all the stars floating, the big screen somehow used that effect to make it appear as if all the tiny lights were falling down like an astral shower of light.1I could ramble on forever about them but it is on You Tube for all to see, plus we heard some of it again via the radio in the car on the hour drive home but by that stage I couldn't hit the high notes, the voice had been trimmed back to a squeak and a whisper but you know what...on a night like that, losing your voice is a very good thing. U2 rocks, Bono rocks and even Bon (aka Jim Morrison) who sat beside me and looked like they should have left him 6ft under in Pere La Chaise! He had a good time too, though him trying to convince me that he was my Shaman and I needed healing didn't wash because I flatly told him in no uncertain terms that the man standing on that stage in front of us, was the only shaman I needed. So I guess he went home disappointed lol but I sure as hell didn't....Pasadena I will remember you for the rest of my life! Thank you

for you
That's for sure, and he should leave the (sexual) healing to Marvin Gay!

