kapfries

I am probably not the right person to answer your question but I have a few friends who consider themselves progressive Christians and from what I gather, yes, in some contemporary Christian circles U2 is considered a Christian band. I concede that Bono's faith does seem to inform a lot of his lyrics, but I don't believe, as my friends do, that every U2 song is an overtly religious/Christian interpretation of God's word. Some of my friends were at last night's show and later posted on Facebook that it was like a religious service for them. So, whether or not you choose to interpret their songs through that lens, it's definitely very much a thing in a certain subset of U2 fandom.

My favorite part is when he's stating his daughters' ages: "Thirty . . . two. Thirty, two, and thirty-five." I use that one in conversation all the time.

Incredibly shocking and sad. I'd only been listening to CBB for a week or two when the first Farts and Procreation dropped and only afterward did I realize I was already a fan of his from his humblebrag column on Grantland. I always looked forward to his podcast appearances and sometimes laughed to the point of tears even when my brain told me he'd just said the dumbest thing. My heart aches for those who knew him.

I'm only about 2/3 in but I'm smiling so hard right now. This is magical.

Ack, sorry! See, I understood the actual dangling the cord just out of reach but I couldn't for the life of me figure out which cord it was. (I think I thought it was the power cord or something? Or the entire ipod? It became very obvious after seeing it in person.)

Scott had his iPhone plugged into the audio jack and I guess there was only one cord (or only one outlet). So, they had to pass the cord back and forth during the top ten bit because they each had their own playlists on their own phones. (I didn't fully understand how it worked until I saw it in person.)

It may have vaulted into my U2 Top Ten simply because of that association. (I mean, it's a pretty great song and was probably going to end up in there anyway, but that cemented it.)

Ha! Can you imagine how loud it would have been if it actually was U2? I was there too (front row) and it was pretty excellent. I called them running on stage a la Bono to that song but I was not expecting them to run through the audience. The music was actually playing for quite a while before they even entered so all of that noise you hear for the first minute or so is just anticipatory cheering.

All right, so I took a closer look at my shipping label and mine was packed and the label created on 9/12 but the tracking number doesn't show activity until 9/25. My envelope also looked as though it had been through a war zone (though the shirt inside was perfect). I wonder if part of the shipment was lost or misplaced, either before it shipped out or while in transit (but before it was scanned).

Aaaaand, success, finally! Did you get yours today? I just got mine.

Not yet. Did you get a shipping confirmation or just an order confirmation? (I only received the latter.) I'm beginning to think it was shipped via actual snail. At any rate, glad (not really) I'm not the only one in this boat because now it seems less likely my order was lost.

I know some people received their t-shirt pre-orders a week ago. Is anybody still waiting on theirs? I know they shipped from the East Coast and I'm on the West so I figured mine would take a little longer to get here, but I just checked my mail and still no shirt. Any other West Coasters in the same boat? Just checking before I inquire as to whether mine got overlooked (I have an email confirmation of my order and my credit card was charged) or lost in transit.

Today is the best day.

I might be persuaded to trade my firstborn for more episodes of this podcast. Sadly, my firstborn is neither a college girl nor in possession of the t-shirts so I'm not sure how many episodes he'd be worth. Really, this is the most ridiculous and absurd podcast and I've loved every minute of it. I'm so sad it's over.

I finally listened to the last half hour. This has got to be the most critical analysis anybody has ever devoted to Staind, right?