He also arranged for Barry Devlin to produce our first demo and organised record company interest. Paul McGuinness was his name and he wasn't very good at football! He told us not to over-expose ourselves while we were still underdeveloped and not to rely on gigging and our status in Dublin (which wasn't very high at the time). How dare they enjoy themselves.Ī manager was needed before we learnt our next lesson. No, the group that sprayed "The Hype" on their Mount Temple comprehensive school-bags and shouted 1,2,3,4 at the Celebrity Club, were to say the least, a threat to one's cool. Even the music scene (man!) was loathe to jump up and down to what must have seemed like their little brothers. Just do it!ĭublin in 1977 was not as receptive to a new rock group with new rules as was London Town - the old story of Dublin living in the shadow, failing to make its own mind up. (It hadn't bothered Lou Reed, Bob Dylan or Bob Geldof). The fact that neither Bono, Adam, Larry or the Edge could play or sing was but an obstacle to overcome. Forming U2 was a way out - it was also a way in to expressing how I felt constructively, as opposed to banging my own or somebody else's head off a wall. I remember I felt bullied by the need to succeed, to find a good job, and a pretty girl. Yeh, I know at sixteen boys turn into men and get confused, I do remember. "We played a concert in Trinity College." "How did it go?" "Well," I said, '"we had a bit of trouble from a few 16 year olds in the audience." "You weren't very polite, yourself at sixteen!" he replied. "Where were you last night?" asked the ol' man.
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