Hi everybody!
I only have a few minutes here at the landing (which has wifi) before I leave for the lake for a couple of days of no internet (gasp!) I wrote up my experience in the car. It's kind of a long story......but here goes!
Oh, and here's the video...in it's entirety.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AzPv5_ipdvs
And just the MW part...view from the screens:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VxOVHmHofQk
The Miracle
July 6, 2015. A fantasy 23 years in the making comes true. But before I regale you with the details, a little background info might help to provide context. Those of you who know me, know that I have WORSHIPPED U2 for almost 30 years, since my first show in 1987 – at CNE stadium in Toronto. Since then, U2 has shaped every aspect of my life, from my work, to my worldview, to my friends and even my choice of husbands!
Including that transformational day, I have seen the band live 44 times (one for every year of my life) in various parts of the world, meeting friends in the U2 community first through the Propaganda pen pal listings and then online or in the GA line. Some have become my best, lifelong friends. This is a huge part of the U2 appeal for their fans.
In Toronto, at a Grammy viewing party in 2001 (was it 2000 or 2001?), the Toronto fan group “U2 GTA” formed. This was a Yahoo group that met practically weekly to discuss U2 and dance with great abandon for our favourite local tribute bands. It was about this time that I also joined Interference with the handle “Mrs. Edge” and became an old school PLEBAN who wrote wild fantasy stories for the lustful ladies that frequent that forum. Looking back, I can see why people thought we were crazy. But it was so much fun. Kind of akin to Beatlemania. And my passion for the Edge (despite my adoration of Bono, Larry and Adam), has continued unabated this entire time. He is my hero.
I have been colossally fortunate in that I have had a couple of incredible band encounters in my life. In 1992, I hung out at the band’s hotel and Bono came and had coffee with a small group of us. The experience culminated in getting to sit on his leather panted lap for a photo op! In 1997, I got Edge and Larry’s autographs on my tickets. I also got Edge’s signature on my ticket in 2005. In both cases, all I could muster to say to him was, “Thanks, Edge!” Brilliant, amazing eloquence. UGGHH!
It goes without saying that after the Zoo TV tour, I developed the fantasy of becoming the band’s belly dancer. My initial jealousy of Morleigh gradually abated (though who are we kidding…I envy her) and after countless years training as a classical ballet dancer, I decided to take up belly dancing. Gradually I began to love belly dancing as an actual art form, and not as a way to fantasize about U2! I continued studying it and performing for many years, and am currently certified to teach it. For most of the 2000’s I was the belly dancer of Toronto-based Tribute band Elevation. We traveled all over Canada and the US and it was an amazing experience, although some of these locations were definitely far from glamorous! I remember my first entrance through a kitchen, tiptoeing through fields of food debris, trying not to soil my costume and dancing slippers. It was character building!!
Then, in 2005, I decided to take Bono up on his statement that he can’t resist a belly dancer. I created a sign that said “Belly Dancer for Hire, One Night Only, Costume Included” and that did the trick…..he tried to pull me up (they didn’t play MW!!!) for With or Without You, but couldn’t find me again in the audience! So later he pulled me up for Bad instead. It was an amazing moment in the company of my friends from the U2 GTA. It was the best 2 minutes of my life to date. But one thing made me kick myself after it was all over…..I TOTALLY got wrapped up in dancing with Bono and forgot to even LOOK at the Edge!!!!
Fast forward 10 years, and U2 were set to play at the Air Canada Center, the same location of my previous encounter. I debated for weeks whether I should attempt an “anniversary” reunion with Bono. I only had one GA ticket on the whole IE tour, so after much consideration, I decided I had nothing to lose. I created a banner that had a picture of my dance with Bono, which said “10 Years Later, Same Building, Same Belly Dancer, Different Costume. Encore?”
A couple of days before the Toronto show, I went to see U2 in Chicago. I got the Edge to sign my banner. AGAIN I was thrilled speechless and barely said a word to him. I can’t even remember what he said about my banner, but it was all very brief as there was a long line of fans to get through.
Then finally the day arrived. There was a LOT of competition to get pulled up. Someone had a sign that said that she danced with Bono in 1987 (that sounds compelling!). Mark Baker, the very famous “U2 Brother” who had just been pulled up in Montreal was also there in his mirror ball hat. How I wondered, could I compete with that??? Mark assured me that he wasn’t interested in Mysterious Ways. He was hoping that his band, Acrobat, would get pulled up to do Desire. Mark (the bass player) and Gabe, their singer, are also members of the GTA group.
I chose my spot at the very tip of the “e” stage, near the staircase. This is a great location but the only drawback is that Bono tends to look out towards the rest of the audience and not as much in our area. The excitement could be cut with a knife. The whole GTA group was out in full force. My husband (cydewaze from interference) was in a seat, and my friend Frank (who was attending his first U2 show) was next to me. If my mission was a success, it was Frank’s job to film the action and make sure my banner didn’t get stomped on!
I was almost sick with worry for the whole first part of the show. What if Bono didn’t see me. What if I made an idiot of myself walking around in this crazy costume? Throughout the first part of the show I would hold up the banner but Bono would look everywhere BUT at us. It wasn’t looking good. I didn’t want to hold the sign up too high and block people’s view. FINALLY, it was the end of EBTTRT and Adam comes strolling over to us. He plants himself RIGHT in front of my sign, and reads it with his bemused smile. We made eye contact and grinned at each other.
The song ends and the crowd cheers. Adam strolls over to Bono who is shading the light from his eyes and staring out into the crowd….the exact opposite direction from us. Adam talks into Bono’s ear. OMG. Is he doing what I think he’s doing??? Bono turns around and looks at the people a few feet to the left of us. “Adam Clayton tells me that there is a handsome…” and gets interrupted as Adam points and steers him over to us (my new hero!). Bono says something like “Oh!” and reads my sign. “I remember you!” he exclaims. I find that hard to believe, but I’ll take it!
He says something like “I’ll take it! Let’s go!” And gestures to me. The Edge starts those chords that I have been listening to and fantasizing to for 23 years. I just thought..”OMG, here we go.” I looked around hoping that the security would let me go through the gate, which was right next to me. But no. The big burly security guard reached over, and scooped me up over the barricade (poor guy…I am not light!) and in the melee, I step on my skirt and pull it partially down. “OMG!!! Is my underwear showing in front of this entire crowd?” I madly start adjusting my skirt while climbing the stairs as Bono reaches out and says “Come on!” or something like that. I get on the stage and start dancing towards Bono while fixing my skirt on the fly. This is the kind of stuff that happens on stage, and I felt no nerves at all. It felt like a professional gig! All those years of performing really paid off. I was going to make this one count and enjoy every second.
I hadn’t actually rehearsed what I was going to do. It was pure improvisation. All I knew is that I HAD to interact with the Edge and leave the stage with no regrets. Bono looks at me through those glasses…his eyes a glowing blue. He is like a long lost friend. I shimmy and swirl to the best of my ability, trying not to get dizzy and knock us both off the stage. I can’t stop smiling. He starts singing something I don’t recognize. Later I realize it’s a snippet of Burning Down the House! How awesome is that?? The energy is crazy. I dance over to Adam and mouthe “THANK YOU!!!” at him and he smiles. I dance for Larry, and he ignores me, of course. And then…..right beside me is MR. THE EDGE. I face him and soak him in with my eyes and my dancing goes on auto pilot. There he is. He has been the love of my life for much of my life. How many hours had I spent watching him and listening to him and generally adoring him. And here he was with that guitar from Zoo TV inches in front of me. This was not a tribute band. This is U f-ing 2. It was mind blowing……
I am probably the only female Bono has brought on stage who spent more time with the other band members than with him…hopefully he didn’t take offense to this. But I turned my attention back to him our eyes locked together. As the song ends, I strike a belly dancerish pose and look out at the cheering crowd. Bono is on his knees kissing my hands. Then he gets up and says (without microphone unfortunately), “incredible. You were INCREDIBLE.” “Thank you!” I squeak, not knowing what to say. The greatest compliment I could possibly get. Then he asks me my name and asks me where we danced 10 years ago. I tell him it was here in this building, which he announces to the audience. There is a HUGE roar like a tsunami as we stand there with our arms around each other. I wouldn’t believe any of this if I didn’t have video proof!!!
Then he asks if since I am so in touch with my ancient self (referring to belly dancing) would I be interested in trying some modern technology and I knew it was time for Meerkat. This was the part I was less confident about. What if I drop the phone? What if I turn it off by accident? A million things could happen. He shows me the phone and the screen, explaining it all to me even though I knew all about it from the previous two shows I had seen. He announced this is a global telecast! I turn around 360 degrees and film the audience. Another jet engine roar. Then he says, (hahaha….get this…) “Jessica, this is The Edge!” and points out the Edge to me. And he introduces Larry and Adam. Then he says “this is Elevation!” (kind of appropriate since my tribute band is Elevation and that song was huge when I first joined interference and the U2 GTA!)
So, I am on my own with the camera and I start to groove along as I film. I think about how I need to give all the band members equal time so that everyone can see their favourite for a decent length of time. At one point, Bono, Adam and Edge all stood in a row posing for me in a playful, flirtatious way. I didn’t think it could be better than that, but I was wrong. I am in the process of filming Bono and he points out that Edge has started his guitar solo. I turn around to face the Edge and get a closeup of his guitar. Then, he gets down on one knee. Then the other and then he lies back, playing on his knees before me, every inch the rock guitar god. The Edge. On his knees. For quite a long time. I am told he doesn’t normally do this. I’ve never seen him do it. Not like this. He was really into it! It was all I could do to maintain my composure!
Eventually the song came to an end. Bono takes the camera from me and I rush over to the Edge and give him a huge hug. “I Love you, The Edge!” I say into his ear. I have been waiting 28 years to say that. The 16 year old me is thanking me across the space-time continuum.
I then almost run into Bono and kiss him on the cheek. Why I didn’t give him a big hug I don’t know….again, I hope he wasn’t offended. I just felt like I had to hurry off stage. I made a bee line for Adam and hugged him too, and told him “You made my LIFE!” I didn’t think it was wise to hug Larry, so I shook his hand. Then I was escorted down the stairs and through the gate this time, as Bono said something like “Let’s hear it for Jessica”.
I spent the rest of the show with a smile glued to my face. Actually, 3 days later, the smile is STILL glued to my face! All the way home, people kept calling my name! “Jessica, hey Jessica!” People I had never met in my life knew my name. It was VERY strange. People asked me for selfies. I have no clue why anyone would want to take a selfie with me, but it was very flattering and fun.
I looked at the video footage later, and was pleased to see that my underwear was not showing to a global audience, and that my dancing actually looked OK, all in all. The only tiny regret I have is that I didn’t give Bono more love, but I think he gets enough of that from everyone else. He knows I love him, I hope.
What a band. What an evening! What a SHOW!!!!!