ZOOTV

17 years old. First time ever on a plane. Flew from Castlegar to Vancouver and took a limo to our hotel. Why not? $25.00 to the city centre back then. Waited outside PC for ages...walked around the back. Bono and The Edge pull up. (Same limo? I think not.) I was the freak yelling the loudest so the man formally known as Paul sauntered over to me with watchful security in tow. A handshake, a few polite words and gone... I remember him being sooo short! I had no idea back then and it was made that much more blatant that I am 6'2. The Cuban heels don't help enough Mr. B. Dark suit, dyed black hair and very pale skin. I made a fool of myself in front of my girlfriend...I mean, my bloody knees were weak. A true young fan meeting his idol. I loved The Pixies but no one really cared. Bring on the main event. A perfect show...not too big, but grand enough for the bombast of ZOOTV. Who would have thought I was gonna end up living in Ireland a few years later, rubbing shoulders with the boys from time to time. The Clarence, Patrick Guillbaud's, Lillie's Bordello etc. And now here I am in Devon, 7 gigs on since then. I agreed to slog it out serving hash at Glasto just to see U2 out of their element and up front in a field...bloody 50 year old rock stars and their back spasms! Catch ya later boys, you'll always be the best show in town.