Wow... I just had a U2 dream last night.
I used to get these U2 dreams all the time when I was younger (as in, when I was 13 and 14), but it's been some time since I've had one so vivid! (I'm 25 now). What's really funny is that if I ever met U2, I would certainly not act the same way I would in my dream. I *kind of* met Adam Clayton once, as he came to greet us outside of GM Place in Vancouver before the Elevation tour, but that doesn't really count.
Anyhow, for some reason, I feel like sharing this dream, because I know all of you are crazy U2 fans like I am, and we all get U2 dreams once in a while, don't we? ;) So here's a ridiculous U2 dream. Feel free to laugh and giggle. Enjoy!
My U2 dream:
U2 were playing some sort of outdoor stadium tour, but without their flashy backdrops, lights and catwalks. In fact, it wasn't really at a stadium - it was in a school field! The stage was about 4 feet high in a school field, and I just happened to be really close to the front of the stage. The crowd wasn't insanely packed, but it seemed to consist of a lot of socially-responsible fans... human rights activitists, etc.
I don't even remember U2 playing any music, but I remember Bono up on the stage, looking over to my side of the crowd, and I thought he was looking at me, because he gave me a little nod with his head, as if to say, "I'll bring you up on stage if you want..." and I thought, "Wow! I thought this would never happen!" But then Bono took the girl who was standing infront of me. She was wearing a white t-shirt with some sort of unrecognizable language on it, and I thought Bono only picked her because her shirt had some socially-responsible message on it, hehe.
Regardless, I wasn't mad - I was just amazed I came so close to being put up on stage. A few moments later, the crowd seemed to dispurse backwards, and everyone was running over to the back of the field, away from the stage. In a very Arcade Fire style, U2 decided to hop off stage and continue their concert at the back of the field, totally opposite the stage, so that people at the back had an equal chance to see them. However, just like on stage, I don't recall U2 actually playing instruments or singing. They were just standing there, and people weren't really mobbing them, but people were standing around saying, "Oh my god! That's Bono! Look! There's Larry! They're standing right there!"
I remember wanting to get a camera so badly so that I could try to get a picture... or even better, my picture taken with them. Haha! And it was then that I realized that I was no longer in a school field, but that I was in my own back yard. U2 were just *there* in my back yard with all these fans and record executives. I had to take a picture of this, so I ran inside my house and grabbed my sister's digital camera and ran back outside. There was still a crowd in the back yard, but U2 weren't there anymore. There were still all these record executives standing around. I tried to take a few pictures to confirm the camera was working, and it was. I then decided to see where U2 went, so I walked around to the front of the house to the front yard.
Walking around the side of the house to the front yard, I saw Bono coming out from the garage... dressed as Macphisto! I couldn't believe it. I was so excited, because I loved Macphisto, and never thought I'd get the chance to see Bono as Macphisto ever again. Since he was standing infront of my house, I snapped a candid picture to show friends that "Bono was at my house". How else would people believe me?
At the very same time, Edge was walking up to the house, and I ran up to him. I told him how much I loved him because he's the reason why I started to learn guitar. I asked him, "When you were 11, who was it that you admired? Because you're that person to me. I learned guitar when I was 11, because you really insired me!". He was really touched, and agreed to get our picture taken together. Magically, my sister just happened to be there and she took our picture. She handed me back the camera. I tried to see what the picture looked like, but the camera was broken! In fact, the picture never took at all! I ran inside the house and almost angry, asked my dad, "Is this Erin (my sister's) camera?! Because it's not working!" And he said, "No... that's not Erin's... that's a broken camera. I don't know where her camera is." So I ran all around the house trying to find a working camera. I eventually found a camera, but I didn't have enough time to test it out, so I ran back outside and started to take pictures of U2 standing around the front of my house, constantly checking the camera... but the pictures weren't taking. I gave up on the camera and started to think of other ways to prove to people that U2 were at my house.
And that's when I woke up.