Originally posted by Bloodraven:Already said this one before, but here it goes again:
I was already a casual fan (Pride, TJT, NYD, SBS, etc...), but the moment I vividly remember as my "engagement" to U2, was a few years later, watching a tv special about them on a sunday morning on the local tv channel... among several videos, they included Bad from the Rattle and Hum movie (released a few months earlier and which I haven't had the chance to watch).
That was it. The face of Bono totally absorbed into the song, lost to the rest of the world, screaming his lungs out (I love screaming singers), the snippets, the crowd, the spotlights and the shadows dancing in black and white... and then at the end of the song he finally has nothing left to give and rests for a fraction of a second on Adam's shoulder before leaving the stage as the music soars to that emotional ending.
That's the moment when the miracle occurred for me.
I didn't have a clue what the song was about (I barely understood a little bit of english back then, although I had the lyrics), but I decided that clearly that was the best song ever by the best band ever.
There was no going back for me.
(After that I went to watch R&H over and over and over. That's why I love the Denver 8th bootleg a lot more than the 7th, despite its rather crappy sound)