Turin. Production rehearsals.
Groundhog day kicks in as everything starts to blur into one. We get out of bed and come to the stadium, spend the day trying to tick off as much as possible from the endless task list, then go from the stadium to our beds.
Gavin Friday is with us and made an interesting proposal today. Back in February at a meeting in New York, Bono played me a mad instrumental piece with the suitably loopy title of The Return of the Stingray Guitar. I'd completely forgotten about it until Gav suggested that the band walk on stage to Space Oddity then play this piece live. Consequently, we found ourselves rehearsing yet another possible show opening. It's a completely mental piece of music - like Marc Bolan channelling Brian Eno on Juke Box Jury - and it sounds fantastic over the P.A. Bono was running round the outer ring chanting 'Torino...Torino...' and suddenly you could see that there was no way back.
We rehearsed a new element for Walk On that replaces the Aung San Suu Kyi masks with lanterns for the walkers, and managed to run through all of the remaining songs to the end of the set.
There's a new encore-break spaceship made by animator Run Wrake, who has worked on all the U2 tours since PopMart. It features two of his 'meat head' characters in a little flying saucer, coming home from the U2 360 show. In their tiny little craft, one of them is whistling Where the Streets Have No Name as they discuss the gig and how much their feet hurt, before being buzzed by the 360 Space Station stage flying past. The characters speak in machine noise with subtitles, so it's all very pleasantly daft and gets funnier every time you watch it.
We were due to programme late again and might well have gone til dawn, but fortunately the generator blew up at 3.30am, so we had to go home.