Bono, now there’s a massive cunt.
Saw U2 at Roundhay Park in Leeds, PopMart tour.
Can’t exactly remember the opening sequence, but they stepped out of that giant lemon and rattled through Even Better Than The Real Thing, Mofo, Last Night On Earth, The Fly, Pride, I Still Haven’t Found What I’m Looking For… the whole place absolutely rocking.
Then Bono spends about 5 fucking minutes mumbling shite between songs, killing the atmosphere worse than Hugo at a JC meet-up, inviting some daft slag on stage to sing songs, absolute madness - from potentially the best stadium gig I’d been to probably (I’ve seen lots of more exciting bands in smaller venues, mind), to the shittest, in the space of a few short minutes.