Punching above their weight, without packing much of a hit
Every time you buy another tepid excuse for a [a]U2[/a] album, it’s like you’re kicking [b]Ian McCulloch[/b] right in his beestung lips. Back in the ’80s, British rock’s great nearly men watched inferior bands take their grandiose post-punk shtick and sell it by the cargo container while they remained a cult concern. The moment is ripe – [b]Bono[/b], having misplaced his knack for radio smashes, is defenceless. Time to strike! WALLOP! [b]‘Think I Need It Too’[/b], the best thing they’ve done in ages. And yet, much as we want to love it, the rest is a pulled punch. It’s not that we crave olden glories; classy drivetime ballads are fine. They just have to be good. Sorry, boys – we’ll burn a few crates of [b]‘No Line On The Horizon’[/b] to even the karmic balance.
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