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Mojo MAY 2007 - by Danny Eccleston

HOW TO BUY... U2

The planet's biggest band!

One man's gauche is another man's heartfelt; one man's art another man's pretension. And so it is with U2, loved and loathed in equal measure almost from the moment Larry Mullen Jr pinned a Musicians Wanted ad to the noticeboard at Dublin's Temple Mount school in 1978 and shanghai'd Paul 'Bono' Hewson, Dave 'The Edge' Evans and Adam Clayton. From the start, rock'n'roll for The Larry Mullen Band (as they were originally to be called) was an opportunity to bite off more than they could chew.

At first, with pals the Virgin Prunes, they opened up a new frontier for post-punk, The Edge's frigid guitars providing a platform for Bono's unfettered hollering. Two Ireland-only singles tempted Chris Blackwell's Island label to the table; cue a run of chiming albums that soundtracked their inner struggle with a brand of charismatic Christianity. By the commercial breakthrough of 1983's War album, they'd been born-again, but this time in red-blooded rock.

Thematically, a struggle between the sacred and profane, the earnest and honest, would define their progress, while periodic sonic reinventions would save their skins. The Unforgettable Fire (1984) saw the debut of Brian Eno behind the faders, and the ethereal result horrified a label hoping for another War. But it was only when U2 resisted change (as they did on 1988's über-trad, half-live Rattle And Hum) that they disappointed. Bono called the subsequent Achtung Baby (1991) "the sound of four men chopping down The Joshua Tree," and the complicated, eclectic result set them fair for the complicated, eclectic '90s.

In 2007, they thrive ('04's How To Dismantle An Atomic Bomb debuted at Number 1 in America) maybe because, alone among their contemporaries, they move at the same speed as pop culture. "Spending time with Bono [is] like eating dinner on a train," wrote Dylan in Chronicles Volume 1. "Feels like you're moving, going somewhere." Strap yourselves in, it's a bumpy ride.

10 October
Woolly in parts, but only when compared to the certitude that preceded (Boy) and followed it (War), U2's second album is knee-deep in swirls of mist, Celtic mysticism and on Tomorrow, even uilleann pipes. Setting a precedent for crisis-ridden recording sessions, Bono lost his lyric books and started afresh here, while bassist Adam Clayton's rakish agnostic lifestyle rubbed his born-again bandmates up the wrong way. Yet U2 are feeling their way toward new shapes and broader horizons here and that tension - between what is known and what is yet to be imagined - is the charm of October, if not U2 in toto.

9 Zooropa
As if the 162-date Zoo Tv tour was not testing enough, U2 recorded this warped, experimental affair between dates and at soundchecks and, laughing in the face of commercial good sense, released Edge's icy techno-rap, Numb, as a single. Heavily electronic, and featuring Eno on keyboards, everything about Zooropa says what the hey - from The Wanderer's startlingly Kraftwerkian Johnny Cash conflab to Lemon's scintillating, falsetto Eurodisco. Meanwhile, back at the ranch, Stay (Faraway, So Close) rivals the more feted One in the flayed ballad stakes. It was U2's profit holiday, and it sounded like nothing before or since.

8 Pop
Underrated - not least by the band themselves, who consider it to be unfinished - but actually their most rewardingly enigmatic, even saturnine record, haunted by a(nother) crisis of faith and the absence of Bono's mother (she died when he was 14). The name, the gay pimp apparel and the PopMart tour's cheesy production design undersold the musical power and emotional content of Mofo and Wake Up Dead Man, while Discothèque has dated far, far better than a house holocaust with Howie B at the controls has any right to. The truth is, given their ease with uncomplicated mid-tempo grooves, the dance-floor suited U2 rather well.

7 Live/Under A Blood Red Sky
One of a small handful of truly iconic concert albums, Live/Under A Blood Red Sky parcels the best bits of October and War with an urgency that made America wake up and take notice. Not quite the "one show" presentation that the iconography suggests - there's material here from Boston, West Germany and Red Rocks, CO - nor would Adam Clayton's slap bass interlude in Gloria give Mark King sleepless nights, but a startlingly vicious sound (co-ordinated by Jimmy Iovine) and definitive versions of 11 O'Clock Tick Tock, Sunday Bloody Sunday ("this song is not a rebel song") and "40" provide more than adequate recompense. U2 at their toughest.

6 All That You Can't Leave Behind
Occasionally gauche (your correspondent has never come to terms with Walk On) farewell to the art-rock years bookended by and Pop, All That You Can't Leave Behind is U2's self-conscious reclamation of mainstream pop prominence. Out came the "Classic Coke" Edge riffs, but so did soulful pop hooks (In A Little While, Stuck In A Moment You Can't Get Out Of) while Bono found a little Dusty Springfield in his laryngeal repertoire. The subsequent ubiquity of Beautiful Day shouldn't tarnish its original brilliance, while the range of topics - the Omagh bomb to the death of Michael Hutchence - only served to emphasise how long they'd been away.

5 The Unforgettable Fire
Bucking his image as the band's arch-conservative, Larry Mullen wrote to ambient guru Brian Eno suggesting he produce them. The result was this exquisitely elegant exorcism of the sometimes club-footed War. Spooky reveries (Promenade, MLK) and slow-building epics (the durable show-stopper Bad) set the tone as Edge's guitar palette (owing how much to Eno's protégé Michael Brook?) enters a new phase of impressionism. Although it's tempting to see The Unforgettable Fire as merely the prequel to The Joshua Tree, this remains their least bombastic album and their first wholly successful reinvention.

4 How To Dismantle An Atomic Bomb
It's not a 'story' like All That You Can't Leave Behind (Lazarus-like commercial comeback with side-order of mid-life crisis), but How To Dismantle An Atomic Bomb lacks its predecessor's uncertainties. A sleek, state-of-the-art warship with the wind of a mainstream guitar rock revival at its back, and an almost comically overwhelming secret weapon in the shape of Sometimes You Can't Make It On Your Own - Bono's elegy to his father, Bob Hewson - How To Dismantle An Atomic Bomb mixes bone-juddering rock'n'roll thrill (All Because Of You) with spiralling melody (City Of Blinding Lights), and if there's a flaw it's that it's almost too painstakingly polished.

3 Boy
The debut album is the cornerstone of the U2 legend, from the emo-babble lyrics, bum-bum-bum basslines and notorious "glistening shards" of Egde axe, rendered suddenly up-to-date by the recent homages of Bloc Party, Editors et al. The Banshees, The Clash and The Skids are powerful presences, but there's something uniquely cubist in the way the songs fit (imagine covering the jerky Out Of Control, or Another Time, Another Place) while a still-confounding aura hovers above I Will Follow's stiletto attack and The Electric Co's quasi-psychedelic eddies. Meanwhile, an in-your-face desperation to communicate echoes loudly across the intervening twenty-seven years.

2 Achtung Baby
"You've ruined irony for everyone," producer Nellee Hooper told U2. Yet, while this is the quartet's grooviest, most playful incarnation, hindsight reveals yet more U2 earnestness, albeit in a funky Bacofoil suit. In fact these are U2 first songs of sex and doubt - the harrowing One being Bono's appropriation of Edge's marital snafu and The Fly a profoundly jaundiced analysis of the rock star's role ("Every artist is a cannibal, every poet is a thief / All kill their inspiration and sing about the grief") - while the eclectic sound-world references, and transcends the early '90s dance-rock vogue.

1 The Joshua Tree
The apotheosis of their spacious, post-Eno guitarscape, a perfect fusion of post-punk with trad-rock, soul and gospel, with song-writing to match the sonic architecture at last. America - the idea of it - is the star, from the spine-tingling, Chrysler Building romanticism of Where The Streets Have No Name to the politically charged city-at-night dissonance of Bullet The Blue Sky, via the neo-Appalachian jog-trot of I Trip through Your Wires. Sometimes it takes non-Americans (eg. The Band, Neil Young) to see the best of that nation, and it's arguable that Bono's political vision of an America that embraces its humanitarian responsibilities was first glimpsed here. Happy twentieth birthday, The Joshua Tree.

Avoid THESE!
Preposterously, there's not one single satisfying U2 compilation, The Best of 1980-1990 (the 1998 instalment of their two-stage career retrospective) features four - count 'em - songs off Rattle And Hum, and the recent 18 Singles is for people who have barely heard music, let alone U2. Yet having said there is no worthless U2 record (even Rattle And Hum has All I Want Is You) there is certainly an unduly 'challenging' one - namely Passengers: Original Soundtracks 1 (Island, 1995). A collection of 'imagined' movie themes piloted by Eno in full bleepy, wibbly pomp with a bit of Pavarotti thrown in, it makes Zooropa sound like the Pussycat Dolls.


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