“If there is some confusion, who’s to blame?”
I’m not sure it’s entirely consistent to hate U2 and love REM as much as I do; after all, ‘Star 69′ just _is_ ‘Vertigo’, although admittedly ten years earlier and with a better bassline, and Green is hilariously stadium rock in retrospect (and probably was when I first heard it, I just didn’t know better). It does, though contain the prototype for most of what they’ve done since (with the possible exception of New adventures in hi-fi). Meanwhile, I certainly didn’t realise when I was thirteen that Monster is a very gay record indeed (or, to be more precise, very _queer_, where U2 are practically the definition of closet-case heteronormative masculinity). Of course, this makes me like it even more, but I am slightly embarrassed it’s taken me ten years to realise that ‘Crush with eyeliner’ is about crossdressing.
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Your analysis of REM is infinitely more subtle than anything I could come up with, but I wholly endorse your views on the respective merits of U2 and REM. And I live with a U2 fan. Beautiful Day, or whatever the hell it’s called, is just about bearable, but that’s an exception. Whereas REM are consistently good, though my acquaintance with Green is a little rusty. Monster probably does bear comparison to U2, but was never one of their best albums anyway.
Comment by Sarah @ 11/21/2004 5:27 pm
Isn’t the conventional view on REM that they became famous *by mistake* whereas U2 strived to be The Biggest Band In The World? Personally, I find them both tedious. Although my favourite REM is a crush with eyeliner. That or Star 69. Monster, best REM album. Zooropa, best U2 album.
That is all.
Comment by Alistair @ 11/21/2004 11:19 pm
I always liked “Bang and Blame” and “Strange Currencies” from Monster. It’s not as good as most of their stuff that came before.
As for Green - still does it for me, Pop song ‘89, Orange Crush, Untitled and *of course* Stand. Brilliant.
There is, however, something slightly saddening about the bands I used to love in my early teens (Blur, REM). What my childish eyes saw as erudite and poetic frontmen, now reveal themselves to be jumped-up, egotistical morons. Moral: don’t have heroes, kids.
Comment by Marty @ 11/22/2004 10:41 am
I can’t listen to Stand without thinking of Tony Martin. No. Not that one.
Comment by Alistair @ 11/22/2004 12:21 pm
This one:
http://www.dvd.net.au/review.cgi?review_id=966
Comment by Alistair @ 11/22/2004 12:35 pm