Play It Again, Psalms
Yesterday, I took the train down to Dublin and watched with amusement as the landscape turned white along the way. It was like a Robert Frost poem without the discomfort. Mind you, when I stepped off at Connolly Station and felt when chill wind lashing off the Liffey, the winter was properly manifest.
My mission was to cop a listen to the new U2 album and while I can't disclose the details until the middle of the month, I can report that the record is grandly ambitious, that it blasts and berates, and that there are indeed some little introverted moments that provide the necessary contrast. As ever, the Old Testament is a key influence on Bono's lyrics.
I'm thinking about an A-Z special on the band on the radio show, sometime in late February. If you have any suggestions, please let me know.