Kandinskyesque
Friend of Leo's
A very long round trip tonight to see this gig due to picking up my daughter en route to see Bono tonight at the Glasgow Clyde Auditorium aka "The Armadillo".
My daughter and I have our annual night out at this time of year, to coincide with my sobriety date and her birthday.
I'm recently 10 years old in this second life in the one lifetime, she's 28 this week.
The evening started with a tour around my old alma mater, Glasgow University where she hopes to study in 2024 when her youngest starts school. It's the end of the city where I was born and also where I used to push her around in the pram when she was a baby.
Then it was off to the gig for an evening with Bono who's doing a handful of gigs to coincide with his just released memoirs.
Not his usual band, a harp player, a cellist and a percussion and sometimes synth player.
Not a typical U2 gig either, a far cry from the first time I saw them 41 years ago.
Quite an intimate affair, storytelling punctuated with stripped down versions of his songs with some animations on 2 projector screens on a set that looked like a play. Two seats and a table where he relived conversations with his father in Finigan's bar in Dalkey, South Dublin.
A bar my daughter and I also know well from some summer holidays spent in Dalkey/Killiney back when my wife would spend a month working in the city, allowing myself, my daughter and my son to explore Dublin and our ancestral origins in County Kildare. Also, the city where my own father spent his early life.
I've never seen a gig quite like it before, a bit like watching a play and a musical performance rolled into one. For all his flaws, Bono is one hell of a storyteller, I saw a very endearing, engaging and self-deprecating side of the man tonight.
One of those gigs where 2hours was 4hours too short and one that will be etched in my memory for a long time.
My daughter and I have our annual night out at this time of year, to coincide with my sobriety date and her birthday.
I'm recently 10 years old in this second life in the one lifetime, she's 28 this week.
The evening started with a tour around my old alma mater, Glasgow University where she hopes to study in 2024 when her youngest starts school. It's the end of the city where I was born and also where I used to push her around in the pram when she was a baby.
Then it was off to the gig for an evening with Bono who's doing a handful of gigs to coincide with his just released memoirs.
Not his usual band, a harp player, a cellist and a percussion and sometimes synth player.
Not a typical U2 gig either, a far cry from the first time I saw them 41 years ago.
Quite an intimate affair, storytelling punctuated with stripped down versions of his songs with some animations on 2 projector screens on a set that looked like a play. Two seats and a table where he relived conversations with his father in Finigan's bar in Dalkey, South Dublin.
A bar my daughter and I also know well from some summer holidays spent in Dalkey/Killiney back when my wife would spend a month working in the city, allowing myself, my daughter and my son to explore Dublin and our ancestral origins in County Kildare. Also, the city where my own father spent his early life.
I've never seen a gig quite like it before, a bit like watching a play and a musical performance rolled into one. For all his flaws, Bono is one hell of a storyteller, I saw a very endearing, engaging and self-deprecating side of the man tonight.
One of those gigs where 2hours was 4hours too short and one that will be etched in my memory for a long time.
