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I'm glad these are of interest, I'll post more as I read. Here's a great entry on one of my favorite songs.
29 May [1995]
Into Dublin on the DART. Worked on 'Drum Loop Slow' in morning, using the Dimension Box. A day when everyone was at their best – though it started very Monday-morning-ish. We put up 'Isn't It White' and I got a nice organ sound. Bono heard a tune I'd played in passing and sung it into his machine. Edge then came in and took over the organ (I couldn't play the bloody thing – too many black notes) and came up with a tune himself. I checked Bono's tape – it was exactly the same tune. Then we redid guitar. Then Adam did a gorgeous bass – he's really good these days, with authority and economy in his playing. Then Bono and Edge and I sang. A song was starting to happen. Oh yes – in between I wrote a new part as a bridge. Now Larry put on new drums – great sound by Danton. As far as I can recall, nothing went wrong all day – no backtracks.
Then dinner with Ossie Kilkenny – a man who enjoys his stomach: the sculptural achievement of a decade of good food.
Back to work to add tampourine and new vocal and – BANG! – a great song ('Your Blue Room'). Energy curve rose throughout the day. In the car home B. and I fixed up the melody, singing as we courted death in his Bristol. Bono drives with the sort of abandon that suggests he really believes in an afterlife. This is the kind of driving you see in Thailand and Greece.
29 May [1995]
Into Dublin on the DART. Worked on 'Drum Loop Slow' in morning, using the Dimension Box. A day when everyone was at their best – though it started very Monday-morning-ish. We put up 'Isn't It White' and I got a nice organ sound. Bono heard a tune I'd played in passing and sung it into his machine. Edge then came in and took over the organ (I couldn't play the bloody thing – too many black notes) and came up with a tune himself. I checked Bono's tape – it was exactly the same tune. Then we redid guitar. Then Adam did a gorgeous bass – he's really good these days, with authority and economy in his playing. Then Bono and Edge and I sang. A song was starting to happen. Oh yes – in between I wrote a new part as a bridge. Now Larry put on new drums – great sound by Danton. As far as I can recall, nothing went wrong all day – no backtracks.
Then dinner with Ossie Kilkenny – a man who enjoys his stomach: the sculptural achievement of a decade of good food.
Back to work to add tampourine and new vocal and – BANG! – a great song ('Your Blue Room'). Energy curve rose throughout the day. In the car home B. and I fixed up the melody, singing as we courted death in his Bristol. Bono drives with the sort of abandon that suggests he really believes in an afterlife. This is the kind of driving you see in Thailand and Greece.