Down the years, my indifference to U2 has steadily grown into contempt. Once upon a time I didn't care. Now I loathe.
It’s not that they’re musically regressive (lots of great music is), boring or safe (although they’re both usually hanging crimes). It’s the pomposity and dour self-importance that grates the most.
You can always accuse stadium bands of duplicity on sustainability issues - this blow from Australian online news and opinion blog The Punch lands a right-cross square on the jaw – but in the end the biggest crime U2 commits can be expressed best in colourful vernacular: They’re up themselves. So far up themselves that a nurse adminstering a suppority might struggle to work out into which end to insert it.
So Bono's fought for social justice. So did Mahatma Gandhi but I bet he didn't spend most of his time telling people about it. And I agree that Bono wrote two shitty fund-raising songs, one of which will be dredged up ad infinitum this festive season. He shouldn't keep reminding us in every interview by claiming to hate them.
What sort of a misnomer is The Edge for a guitarist who doesn't have one? The Blunt is more like it.
3 comments:
hear hear.
I thought I was the only one who thought this way about U2. Now I know I'm not the only one! Thank you!
the edge is a tool who can't play for shit.
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