You know, One of the recurring arguments that occasionally pops up between me and my friends is: "Is Bono a wanker?" I think the answer, as much as it pains me (and, probably, you) to say, is probably yes. I mean, the last time I saw U2 live, thirteen years ago (!), was the ZOOTV tour, which I found to be a much more 'structured' show than the Vertigo tour (and also a more 'polished' show, ...

Yes, it's true, I did see the greatest rock n' roll band in the world this weekend. U2? Hell, no: DIE! DIE! DIE! The Spreadeagle in Shoreditch is a funny old venue for live bands. It's basically a tiny wee pub with a drum riser. The bands weren't so much playing in front of the audience as in and around the audience (which was packed into every nook & cranny). First up was the always-excellent Gr ...

"Hey bro, I need your help with something." "Yeah, sure thing, what's up?" "I'm ah, I'm going to see U2 live in concert on Sunday and I'm ... It's tough to say this ... but I'm ... not very excited about it." "What?" "Yeah, just, like, I'm completely nonplussed. Wait, does that mean, like, what does nonplussed mean?" "Dazed and confused." "Oh. Then I'm not nonplussed. I'm plussed. I'm just ...

I don't mean to bag to my favourite songstress, but her albums have been going downhill a bit recently. I think what happened was...her songs stopped being about anything. They always were a bit stream of conciousness, but post-Pele this tendency became exaggerated to the point that you couldn't actually pin down any one song and figure out decisively what it was alluding to beyond gigantic zebra ...