I Still Haven’t Found What I’m Looking For, by U2.
This song was not on my list, but it fell into my lap tonight, and so here you have it. I spent an hour or so on something else that involved electric guitars and multiple tracks, and I’m tired, and the dog needs to chill out, so I’m not ready for all that feedback at the moment.
Alternatively, at some point, I’m just going to commit to a large run of Christmas songs. At some point. Very soon.
All I Want Is You, by U2.
This song is the closer on Rattle And Hum, an album (and a tour/making of documentary film that I owned on VHS!!) that I think some people don’t like? I love that stupid album and the movie, and you can’t convince me otherwise. I may or may not have starred in a full-on music video of Desire that played at my Bar Mitzvah. In a leather jacket. Combing my hair. Dancing in front of a brick wall. Let’s never convert that to DVD, Mom.
Had to add the little guitar fills and solo or The Edge will come find me. As a teen I always played this with A and D chords, but I found it tonight with a capo in G#/C#, so, ok, let’s do that.
Bad, by U2.
This song has been on one list or another for years. I don’t think I ever learned it on guitar as a teenager, though it seems pretty simple now, honestly! It’s a little, uh, emo for karaoke, I guess? So I’d probably never sung it end to end without the record until now.
Kinda feel like I got the guitar parts right, if a little extra muddled with reverb. The second vocal isn’t totally necessary, but there were a few obvious moments where it covered up some errors.
Also, did I record this U2 song before the England-Italy Euros final to jinx the English? Maybe. Maybe I did. Maybe. Maybe yes. Yes. Yes I did.
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Worth noting: My cover is only 7 seconds longer than the record.
One, by U2.
First appearance here of one of my favorite bands as a teenager. Somehow, it is an understatement to say the live U2 show I went to changed my life. (It was the second night of the Zoo TV tour, which was to promote Achtung Baby, and not Zooropa, for the record.) It’s also not an understatement to say 90% of it was spectacle and maybe 10% substance, but, still, life changing.
I’m pretty sure I started keeping a journal, like, the next day? And those notebooks got me through high school on terrible poetry and highbrow aphorisms.
This song was a runaway hit on MTV, and wasn’t personal for me then, although the words hit a lot harder as an adult. Oh, and I wasn’t trying to cover the Johnny Cash cover on this occasion.
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Had to add a guitar to do a little bit of the riff and had a good time jamming on the two scales this moves between anyway. Speaking of moving between things, I need to learn how to position the mic so you don’t have to hear all the sliding around the frets I’m doing quite so loud.