Sleep Over Jack
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"But even at their most glibly bombastic, there's a melancholy undertow that they can't shake. Though the band rattle and strum witht heir old '80s vigour, the lines that stay with you speak of a deeping malaise: "I'm at the place I started out from and I want back inside"..."The more you see the less you know"..."What happened to the beauty I had inside of me?"
So it feels like an overcompensation when the record builds to the inevitable, unequivocal prayer of "Yahweh" - the glinting skyscraping guitars of "Pride" and "Where The Streets Have No Name" reactivated and ringing as Bono pleads, "Take this heart... and make it brave"..It's yearning, rousing and franly, it's u2 on autopilot. It feels like a rather pat conclusion to such a troubled record, a piece of deus ex machina uplift tacked on to a film noir by a studio determined not to send the audience out on a downer"
So it feels like an overcompensation when the record builds to the inevitable, unequivocal prayer of "Yahweh" - the glinting skyscraping guitars of "Pride" and "Where The Streets Have No Name" reactivated and ringing as Bono pleads, "Take this heart... and make it brave"..It's yearning, rousing and franly, it's u2 on autopilot. It feels like a rather pat conclusion to such a troubled record, a piece of deus ex machina uplift tacked on to a film noir by a studio determined not to send the audience out on a downer"