
U2 - Until the End of the World
Getting off the main topic here, U2 is an interesting subject simply because they may be the last major rock band that were too good to hate. From the advent of the art form, there were always those stars that were at the fore-front of what was going on that, though you may not exactly like what they're doing, you couldn't help but understand their greatness (personally, I've never "got" Led Zepplin, but I understand their importance). You had Elvis, The Beatles, The Who, Springsteen, U2 and many others who were a the top of their games and got at least grudging respect from all. Nowadays, you look at the charts and you're hard pressed to find anyone who'll be around in 5 years, much less anyone that will gain and maintain critical acceptance over their career. This could be due to the fact that the music news cycle is no longer limited to Rolling Stone and the Arts section of your local paper, or due to the creeping cynicism that is endemic to today's society. It seems as soon as any band gets popular today, we immediately shuffle them off to the cut-out bin once their next release takes a mis-step. It also could be that nobody with that type of musical-landscape-changing quality has emerged since then, or it could be that the musical landscape has opened to so many different styles since them (along with the landscape of music writing) that it's almost impossible to get to the top and then do something truly "new". There's a point in there somewhere, if you can find it, I'll send you 57 cents and a copy of the Killers second album.
Thanks for listening to the babbling, I should be back (on-time) next Tuesday with a new one.
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I remember specifically playing this the first time; Autumn of my senior year in high school; a Saturday I believe. I had just picked up a copy from Beautiful Day Records on my way home from work and I couldn't get to the house fast enough. I practically ran back to my bedroom, put the disc on, hit play and was....perplexed.
I didn't necessarily hate it but I didn't necessarily love it either. There was, however, something that kept drawing me back (like most great albums) for the next several weeks and before long, I knew every song by heart. I still love it to this day.
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