To the Greatest Band in the World

I remember sitting on the living room couch. My older brother walked in with a video in his hand. I don't remember what I was watching, but I do remember not being bothered that he wanted to play something different. This was my brother who I was closest to and he could do no wrong.

I looked up to him so much and wanted to be exactly like him - only in girl form. If he liked a certain book, then I had to read it; if he hated country music, then it wasn't worth my listening to; and if he liked U2, then by all means, it must be the greatest band in the world.

I sat there mesmerized by the music and the passion each member of the band had for what they were doing and singing. They all absolutely loved what they were doing and truly believed in the songs they were singing.

In the movie the band visited Graceland and Larry Mullen Jr. (the drummer) spoke of his admiration for "the King," and how he related his passion for his drums to Elvis' passion for his music and his guitar. At that moment, I knew I would always love Larry. Even more important, I would never love a band like I love U2.
I was 11 and it all started with Rattle and Hum. I love them as much now as I did then.

So to my Irish Boys I say...Happy (Belated) St. Patrick's Day.

Love,
Your Biggest Fan (aka Em-Cat)