The endless opening track's a tease. It's so committed to its relentless droning and pounding, so packed with subtle dynamic shifts (those drums!), surging and dropping and filled with muttering asides and cues - - it actually sounds pretty live. Like a real goddamn jam. Like, pretty great. But something about its square rhymes, nudgy references, off-center attitude that just sounds (Lindsay Planner nailed it) kinda narc-y.
By the end I came down on its side, on the strength of those backing musicians and their bristling looseness. It's a lot of fun once you get past Bono himself.
The rest of the album though, good god. What a bunch of clumsy, artless, schlock.
1. Open an album with a 13-minute jam.
2. Follow with 4-minute pop songs.
3. Make the latter the watch-checkingly repetitive ones.
Achievement unlocked.
3/5
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