We’ve got an exclusive look at the Live8 stage in London over at U2log.com.
Or to be more precise: my friend B. jumped a fence and hung around front- and backstage until he got busted and golf carted off the premises. But not until he’d taken a few cool pictures.
So tell me, where were you during Live Aid, 20 years ago? I was 22, doing work practive in Northern Ireland. I was working at Glebe House (kids holiday camp) on the Strangford Lough. I missed most of the television broadcast, because I was working, but we snuck into the tv room whenever we could to catch a glimpse. I was desperate to see U2 because I was a recent fan. I missed it, I think, or may have seen the tail end. What I remember most of the day was seeing a very dark blurry image of a band called INXS come in via satellite and being told by the resident Australian that they were really big in his country.