December 19, 2012
Once upon a time, we went clubbing. Before raves, before house music, we went clubbing and danced to new wave “club mixes,” released as 12-inch singles. We would spend more 1980s cash on these vinyl delicacies than we would ever shell out today for an iTunes download.
In the mid-1980s, I shook my rear without fear to my favorite band’s songs re-framed as dance hits. My favorite, the original Steve Lillywhite remix of “Two Hearts Beat As One” is still available on the bonus disc of the War re-issue.
Electronic dance music has come a long way since the 1980s, but thanks to the renowned curator of sound known as Tiesto, the U2 dance mix can get my middle-aged-behind to boogie. Thanks to the interwebs, I can get my dance on in the morning, in comfort of my crib all alone.
Released in honor of World AIDS Day 2012 and the Dance (RED) campaign, this Tiesto-spiced version of “Pride” includes a soulful crisp new vocal track and the lyrical correction about the time of day in Memphis that Martin King took the bullet. The song about social justice and self-sacrificial nonviolent love feels as relevant in this new version as it did in 1984. In the name of love indeed! -Andrew William Smith, Editor
Check out the track here:
July 12, 2012
March 5, 2012
Editing the webzine of a U2 fansite can be challenging. In general, we’re looking for really thoughtful essays that strive to say what hasn’t already been said, even when retracing steps we’ve taken before. Even though some material has been addressed previously in other contexts, it’s still possible to shed new light, as is the case with an excellent, thoughtful piece we wish we’d written; here, Paul De Revere looks back for consequenceofsound.net with a wide lens at Bono’s lifelong intersection of the personal and political, spiritual and social, rooted in the uplifting “gnostic gospel” of The Joshua Tree in general and “Where The Streets Have No Name” in particular. We hope you enjoy it as much as we did. -the editors
November 9, 2011
Editor’s Note: In addition to making its rounds on DVD, online, and on pay-per-view TV, the new film Killing Bono, based in part on the writing of Neil McCormick, is enjoying a limited US theatrical release. You can check your local listings for more details.
Don’t talk about Rattle and Hum. Don’t talk about your Spidey sense and SciFi musicals. The history of our Bono and clear success at movie or theatre box offices are a mixed bag.
Unrivaled at selling out rock concerts? Yes. Concert DVDs doing well in the 2000s? Yes. But this doesn’t mean that a movie that frames you as a minor character will be a big hit.
Killing Bono bases itself on the frustrated truth of growing up in the shadow of giants. From a plot made with a jolt of rockstar-caliber jealousy, Killing Bono tries to be many things to different people, but a typically nerdy rock biopic for the hardcore U2 fans it’s not. Even though the work of Neil McCormick as journalist and tweeter are well-loved among U2 fans, many of us are not sure what to make of Killing Bono.
The early parts of the flick feature all the members of U2 as characters, with some choice footage from their roots at school, complete with (formerly known as) The Hype’s first gig and a hilarious scene when when Paul and Dave adopt their stage names at the same time they drop “The Hype” for the hype-yet-to -come in U2. But does this film work as an Irish Almost Famous? Is this movie a faithful rendering of McCormick’s prose?
The American drop of Killing Bono coincides with the epic onslaught of Achtung Baby rerelease options. Was this intentional? Surely, this saturated market manages to appease the post-360-tour blues among fans willing to pay to stay engaged with their favorite band.
But pit the mixed-up comedy mostly-about-the-band’s-mates against the garden harvest of DVDs and documentaries, and most U2 fans are going to be perfectly pleased to dig deeper into their new Uber and Super box sets and may end up ignoring Killing Bono. Maybe we prefer Bono admiration to Bono envy. –Andrew William Smith, Editor
June 9, 2011
I have to admit, writing that headline is weird. It seems unfathomably ironic that a guy who has written and edited for a U2-themed site for over four years has never actually seen the band live.
Believe me when I say it’s nothing personal, things just sort of turned out that way.
I’ve been a U2 listener for at least 25 of my 32 years. Early on, all I knew of them came from my older cousin, Bill, famous amongst family members for his story of picking up a hitch-hiking Larry Mullen, Jr. during one of the band’s earliest U.S. tours. (Still have no idea if that story is actually true, but it’s fun to speculate.)