in about 3 months time, this will be where i’ll be spending my 33rd birthday.

OMG I’M SO EXCITED.

no, i will not be watching football or rugby or whatever that sports stadiums are originally intended for.

a group of us had planned a trip to brisbane for the end of the year and bought the flight tickets at a good price a few months back, not knowing that something of extreme interest to me was brewing in the horizons down under and would take place during our period of vacation there.

and so, when news broke that a particular irish rock band i’d idolised for, like, forever, will be touring in australia in december and performing in brisbane THE DAY AFTER our scheduled flight back, there was no thinking about it – extend my stay!

i mean, they’re not likely to ever come to singapore, we’d already be THERE in that state/city, my aunt has offered to babysit the kids for the night, it’d be a fan dream come true, and a rare experience for an enthusiastic concert-goer – AND IT’LL BE MY BIRTHDAY.

serendipity, yes?

and so the tickets have been bought (imagine us, a tiny dot on the right side of the stadium stands there), everything is almost set, save a few tweaks in our itinerary.

i hope that nothing gets screwed up and the universe will be on my side till the day comes…

but in the meantime, COME ON, BE EXCITED WITH (OR WITHOUT) MEEEE!! :D

(ps: i have to admit that my fandom had an arrested development after the disastrous affair of their Pop album and almost revived with All You Can Leave Behind which thankfully churned out Beautiful Day, but interest sort of petered out with subsequent albums. everything up to the Zooropa album was the zeitgeist of my youth (!!), and in my mind, i’ll always have the romanticised versions of bono in shoulder-length hair (not yet balding or greying as it has since), smouldering and brooding in his leather pants circa Joshua Tree, or ironic and campy in his pitch-black sunshades circa The Fly.)

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