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perfect... thanks for the quick reply.

So, are we right in thinking that you could split the tickets over multiple shows to the max of 4 tickets, but Singapore is now such that your code can be used to purchase up to FOUR (4) tickets in a single transaction. So the one transaction only. If you used it for say 2 tickets to the first show then your code isn't valid. But... If you had used your code for 4 show in Australia can you still use the code for Singapore. Say you get 4 tickets over multiple shows in Oz but didn't get a ticket to the first Singapore show - could you get 2 or even 4 tickets with that code being emailed for the second Singapore show? That would see you with more than 4 tickets overall, but it isn't clear if it is 4 over the ENTIRE tour (Australia AND Asia) or is it one thing for Australia and then different for Singapore - hence you could get say 6 tickets in that scenario. 4 for the Aussie shows and say 2 for ONE of the Singapore presales? Clear as mud.

Odd, normally when someone is old it is the frequent leaking that is the problem...

I still haven't popped my Experience cherry (that might be the most inappropriate, but in context, sentence I have ever typed).. But the early positive vibes towards the new record are exciting. I just hope there isn't that swing at some point where the popular opinion tends to suggest otherwise... Time will tell...

It's a interesting, albeit really sad thought. Undeniable that they are significantly closer to the end than the start. No doubting that. But what a ride.... It is probably why I haven't entirely brought into this seemingly new and surprisingly vehement emergence of a backlash from within the hardcore faithful towards the band of late. Sure the ticket sale process could have been infinitely better (to say the least), perhaps the JT shows would have been better not wedged between these two records and tours and absolutely it would have been devastated not getting a ticket. 100% understandable and gut wrenching. But....... They are still here. There are still shows. They are still recording and they are still touring. The alternative is much tougher to face. It could have all ended long ago. I know that it is difficult to try and follow that line when you suffer the pain of missing out on a ticket, but it is worth a thought. I remember listening to 40 from that final show of Popmart back in 98. Back when you paid exorbitant amounts for a bootleg in a record store. It felt in honestly like it could have ended right then. A slow, almost mournful version of the tune. On the back of record that struggled in the US. And a tour that had its fair share of difficulties in cutting though its own ambition. A tour where they copped a lot of flacks in places. I loved Popmart though, but that song felt so sad at that time and I couldn't help wondering if the next move was the lads head off to the mansion in the south of France and buy a winery. So everything since then has been nothing but a bonus. And anything after Experience would continue that theme. Let alone the vast amount of material locked in the vault somewhere. Keep in mind I'm an Australian fan, so suffice to say I haven't even had a chance at a ticket to show here for a very long time. Right now I think us hardcore fans need to take a step back for a second and remember why we are actually even here in the first place. Throw on a record on, turn it up and get lost in it again. Let The Fly rattle the windows. Get drunk and belt out One. Get even drunker and croon With or Without You whilst kicking out an imaginary microphone stand Rattle and Hum style. Nothing is guaranteed, there is no entitlement - but there are a shit load of tunes to fall back on.

i'm also staying in Boston and trying to figure out how to get the Stadium. Doesn't seem that easy, at least nothing on the internet makes it all that clear. Anybody got any suggestions? Thanks heaps.

Can I ask a similar question please? I managed to get 2 GA tickets for one show and my wife 2 GA for another show in a different city (4 tickets only in total). Both myself and my wife are long time members with separate accounts and in the madness of the pre-sale I used my code and my wife used hers. So two different membership codes. That is, one code for the first purchase and another for the second (different city). With the same credit card and address details, but only 4 tickets all up. Is there any possible issue with that? And if, by chance, there is another show announced in one of those cites would there be any issue with trying to use my code for possible pre-sale. Given each membership there is technically 2 tickets available to try for in the pre-sale. So another 2 tickets. I would assume, having read through, that scenario it would be best to play it safe and use another cc. Thanks.

I caught Alice at Stockholm 1. Similar thing in that it is ripped up by the B man. I also have a pic of the books piled on stage and it looks like it was Alice, Ulysses. Clockwork Orange, Dantes and two others that are harder to make out.

Thanks... Did you actually get anything sent to your mobile? So much for a souvenir ticket to keep... Now i have no code and no ticket... I haven't purchased it yet. I'll wait till support answers me and then decide whether I'm buying it or switching Berling to Amsterdam or Antwerp. Wise move.. i'm still hunting for their email to ask about this mobile ticket thingo

Yes! And it drives me nuts, cause I want to have a regular paper ticket and not some mobile code. I sent a question regarding this mobile ticket to eventim support, but haven't got an answer yet. It really sucks to have only one ticket option Thanks... Did you actually get anything sent to your mobile? So much for a souvenir ticket to keep... Now i have no code and no ticket...

I only had the option for a "Mobile ticket" but nothing was sent to my phone. There was no other delivery option for me. Did anyone else have only the mobile option?

Zero impact... Bono doesn't even plug the guitar in, when he does it is way down in the mix. It is more a prop and a fashion accessory... In fairness, that is an old cliché that Bono can't play guitar. He isn't The Edge, but then only The Edge can claim that. Apparently he is a lot better guitar player now but in a live context he would at best just be some background colour to the sound (if that makes sense)... I don't think it will impact in any way. Other than maybe a story Bono throws in about the need to secure doors on flights, cycling being bad for the health of rock stars and somewhere over the waters near Berlin is a suitcase full of shades..

1987. The Iron Lady is elected, innocence is shattered in Enniskillen, The Simpsons are born, Anton Corbijn can’t pronounce the latest record by 4 lads from Dublin, AZT is released, some drug called Prozac gets sold for the first time and I’m 11 years old. Michael Jackson is still Michael Jackson and not yet the self-proclaimed King of Pop. In 1987 he was bigger than that - he didn’t need to manufacture status, he simply was that status. The most popular entertainer of the time, maybe of any time.. I was lucky enough to win tickets to see him at the end of yellow brick road Perth, Australia. MJ being MJ though cancelled the show due to “security reasons”. Which a young version of me was not cynical enough to realise really meant lack of interest, cost cutting or slow ticket sales. Unbelievably though the promoters flew us to Melbourne to see him. I remember getting picked up from a school camp early so we could fly out to the show. I was an 11 year old rock star. I was the King of Pop at my school. So we end up ensconced in a suitably cheap Melbourne motel where even the fleas realised they were staying there at their own risk. If the walls could talk, they probably would have advised not to spend the night. But to the 11 year old me, still full of wide eyed innocence, it was a palace. You could even ring someone and they would bring you food. Incredible. We had pizza in the room which I thought made me a king. We get to the gig and it is the massive stadium. Making our way in and people start screaming and pointing upwards at “Michael”. Well, someone who thought they were Michael – but to the 11 year old me I thought he was actually the man and not a lookalike. Innocence is a place you can’t return to once you leave. I remember being at the back of the stadium, yet feeling like the stage was right in front of me. The energy in the stadium, like a visceral punch. Then he appears out of the smoke, pumping out the tunes I had been spinning on the amazing technology that was cassettes. Nothing will replace such a hi tech medium. MJ at the height of his powers. Dancer, singer, performer, showman. Like a gospel preacher and yes, you can feel it. I still remember that bass – thumping into my chest. What mysterious instrument could perform such musical voodoo? Billie Jean, how is he doing that walk? How is he leaning that far without falling? I was enthralled. Michael highlighted the joy of music – I was sold. It was like a circus without animals. Thriller – yes it was. Zombie dancers and at one point he “disappeared” only to magically reappear at the other end of the stage. He was a musical magician. I soaked it all in. I came out of that gig wired. Bouncing off the stadium stairs, filled with tunes and a desire to bust a dance move. We jumped on a bus back to the motel but I spotted a guy selling posters and begged for a chance to get one. I made the poor driver wait while I darted off to get my Bad World Tour Poster and programme. That poster hung proudly at home long after Michael became Wacko Jacko and uncool. Then I became conscious of cool and the poster got hidden away, the records gathered dust but the memory of that gig fired my musical passions. It led me right away from the shiny disposable pop of Michael to this band of earnest fellows from Ireland. Who lead me down a whole other path – but that is a much longer story. Bad became Rattle and Hum. In a strange way Michael led to U2 -which came full circle when I was boarding a plane to the Barcelona show only to hear Michael had died. On the way to the first 360 U2 show we saw the tribute pictured below in a random part of town. I flashed back to that show and remembered Michael as he was. I was shocked at how it impacted me. Then Bono pays tribute to Michael under the 360 space station. Another stadium turned into a club. My music journey had gone 360. Michael might have been the drive-through, instant oat meal version of surface pop. But you need that. You can relish his tunes on a level that is pure enjoyment. Slide down the musical surface. He had the songs of innocence before I moved on to songs of experience. You need both – just ask the 4 lads from Dublin.

for those that scored tickets - CONGRATS!!!! What were the options for mailing the tickets out?? Did you HAVE to pick registered post etc?