XI. U2 Live At Madison Square Garden, November 22, 2005.

They are the greatest Rock and Roll band in the world and have been now for twenty years.
It's a rare thing someone as old and jaded as me could still be made euphoric by a rock concert.
They have amassed a catalog of songs that rivals The Beatles, Bob Dylan, The Rolling Stones, The Who, Led Zeppelin and Bruce Springsteen. A show that includes "Vertigo," "Elevation," "Beautiful Day," "I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For," "Pride In The Name Of Love," "Sunday Bloody Sunday," "Bullet The Blue Sky," "Miss Sarajevo," "With Or Without You," "Stuck In A Moment You Can't Get Out Of," and "Sometimes You Can't Make It On Your Own" is a show worth being a part of.
The highlight, however, was "Where The Streets Have No Name." Pure ecstacy, but not in the sexual sense. Spiritual ecstacy, what a concept. A giant arena full of people sharing in spiritual ecstacy. The importance of this cannot be overstated. They are soldiers of love.
Several key articles from The World Decleration Of Human Rights were read. It was humbling and inspiring in the dark and menacing political climate of this planet in 2005.
Bono has fully regained his voice and is now singing opera in the best sense. He is communicating God to humanity. He is holding a great spotlight and shining it into the void.
A tremendous light show and stage production never hurts. Visually riveting images accompanying a raging rock show.
Larry Mullen Jr. is more handsome than ever. More humble too.
The Edge is the reason. He creates a sky for Bono to shine in.
They closed by kissing NYC with "Instant Karma" duetting with Patti Smith, who is a 'punk' through and through, however you wish to read that.
Had they returned once more with "All Because Of You," "Yahweh," and "40," it would have been the best show I've ever seen.
Rock and Roll needs more of this. One band doing it is not enough.

I want to tear down the walls that hold me inside.