The Invisible Man

13 December 2010
The Invisible Man
Sydney.  Show 1.

The Olympic stadium is a bit of a schlep from downtown Sydney, so I took an early bus in with the lampies to give myself plenty of time.  The band came in for a soundcheck and to run through a couple of new (or rather, a couple of old) songs, with a view to getting them into the show at some point.  I€™ve been wanting them to work up All I Want is You for a while, as it€™s a song often €˜snippeted€™ (to use the fan-site parlance) but rarely played in full since the LoveTown tour, where it was first performed.

The Edge arrived first and, as usual, spent some time on stage getting his sounds together.  This is a very real additional element for him when playing a song that hasn€™t been aired for a while.  I guess most musicians would reconstruct a song by recalling the words and the music, but with Edge it€™s the words, the musical structure and the sounds themselves that have to be recalled, or even completely remade in some cases.

They ran All I Want is You a couple of times, figuring out an arrangement and a structure.  There is something absolutely magical about those empty, opening guitar chords and it was extremely uplifting to hear the song being played, being rebuilt.  Towards the end of the second run, Bono went off at a bit of a tangent and out of nowhere started singing Love Rescue Me over the final chords, still hanging in the air.  The other guys joined in and carried on, building to a full rendition of this song also €“ a song that certainly hasn€™t seen the light of day since LoveTown.

I confess that I got quite excited about this and, instead of moving on to run through Boy Falls From the Sky as had been the plan, I asked them to play the whole thing a second time, both songs and the segue.  I think I felt that if they did it a second time it would solidify it in some way, so it would be easier to recapture it later.

By the time they€™d done this, 5.30pm had come and gone.  The building managers were straining at the leash to open the doors and let the punters in, so all the musicians left the stage except for Bono who was still noodling with something.  I could feel the security guys starting to twitch a little.  €œDon€™t worry,€ I joked, €œthe audience won€™t see him because they would never imagine he€™d be standing on the stage when they come in.€   Bono did leave the stage, but walking across the field to the exit tunnel he ran into Toby, the 360 site co-ordinator, and stopped to talk to his little girl.  At this point the doors opened and the first members of the audience came stampeding in (actually, briskly walking, as they€™re asked not to run for obvious safety reasons).  I always love watching the audience arrive, watching their faces as they see the massive stage structure for the first time in the flesh (in the steel?)  The people come in utterly focussed on making a bee-line for the stage, the inner circle, the favoured places.  Utterly focussed - so focussed in fact, that they€™ll pretty much ignore anything in their path - even if it happens to be the singer of the band they€™ve come to see.  I kid you not, about two hundred people ran straight past me, Toby, his daughter and Bono as we stood at the edge of the field.  We exchanged glances and then, cool as you like, Bono €“ the invisible man €“ strolled off down the tunnel and headed to the dressing room.

It was a great show tonight with a roll call of celebrity guests and friends... Nicole Kidman, Keith Urban, Cate Blanchett, Baz Luhrmann, even Oprah Winfrey and the 300 members of her TV audience.  A top night was had by all.

Related Topics


23 December, 2010
All I want is You...Live
That song is featured in the U2 Go Home DVD which he dedicates to Ali and I believe it was sang in its entirety.
22 December, 2010
Brilliant indeed!
Not at all difficult to imagine! Once you're in, getting a spot on the rail is the only thing that matters... I would walk past anyone!!!
22 December, 2010
Brilliant indeed!
Not at all difficult to imagine! Once you're in, getting a spot on the rail is the only thing that matters... I would walk past anyone!!!
19 December, 2010
hahahahaha ! brilliant! of course we're focussed after waiting all day (and sometimes the night as well) to get that spot we want so much.Even if I saw Bono standing there I would keep walking to catch the rail for the show. But I'd surely slap his butt walking by. Hahahahaha! Slim chance I would see him tho. I quite literally walked into him whilst entering a pub last summer and only noticed it was him when it was almost too late (almost:p)
Newer comments    1 - 4 of 4    Older comments

Latest Willie's Diary

31 Jul, 2011
'I’ve loved it. Just loved it.' Homeward bound Willie grateful for an 'extraordinary tour'.
18 Jul, 2011
'I'd agreed to see the Alexander McQueen show at the Metropolitan Museum of Art.' Day off in New York City for Willie.
15 Jul, 2011
'It was a beautiful night and I enjoyed  strolling, people-watching, window shopping.' Willie has a day off in New York.
06 Jul, 2011
'The booths, the counter, the old boy on the stool with his gruff greeting...' Willie discovers a special food establishment.
05 Jul, 2011
'Soldier Field is a great-looking stadium and sits right in the centre of the city.' Willie in Chicago.
21 Nov, 2006
Within the bands entourage (certainly by comparison to the crews clockwork scheduling) travel departure times are often a little loose. This morning was especially so, due to three contradictory memos which had been emailed out last night and this morning.
20 Oct, 2006
There was a 6.30pm conference call arranged between Bono (Dublin), The Edge (Los Angeles), Steve Matthews (London) and myself (also London) to blow the cobwebs off our brains and discuss the reincarnation of the Vertigo Tour.
15 Mar, 2006
I was planning on resurrecting the tour diary today, being the day we were scheduled to fly to Auckland for the load-in tomorrow. However, its now old news that the remainder of the tour dates have been postponed, so Im not going anywhere further than the corner cafe. Its been a very weird week indeed - much akin to driving into a wall.