U2? Me neither!

Remember this? Yeah, me too.

Well, turns out I'm not going, which is mainly due to a person who shall remain anonymous. All I can say is that his name is the first three letters of the word 'bastard'. Can't be a coincidence, can it? His holiday/car accident/chronic money shortage prevents me from seeing the best fucking concert of the year, what, the decade.

Ass!

Cheers

Ps: Bas, I know you'll read this - I'm kidding. But only slightly.