
One, two, three,
fourteen -- and they're off! U2 have returned from the calculated
"comeback" of 2000's All That You Can't Leave
Behind with "Vertigo," a surprisingly uncalculated
single that may not constitute a return to form, exactly,
but recaptures much of the boundless energy that has characterized
their best work -- minus Bono's heavy affectation and the
band's traditionally stadium-oriented sound. The song sounds
delightfully tossed off, from its silly Spanish count-off
to the effervescent post-punk of its verses, replete with
affably shallow lyrical imagery ("Those bullets rip
the sky of ink with gold/ They twinkle as the boys play
rock and roll").
The band sporadically adds
a few grandiose flourishes: the Edge manages to drench the
song's bridge in his trademark anthemic guitar stabs, and
Bono momentarily stops preening and resumes brooding, belting
out the song's climactic line ("I can feeeeel!")
in heartfelt, self-glorifying agony. But for the most part,
U2 avoids layered sonic grandeur, instead using an animated
bassline and bouncing pop beat as an anchor through most
of the song. The band members really seem to be enjoying
themselves here, which, given the plethora of political
and social causes available for some good old-fashioned
heart-on-sleeve wall-of-sound monster rock championing,
is actually kind of refreshing. Enjoy it while you can --
someone's bound to tell Bono there's a war on.
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Pitchfork Media, September 24, 2004
David Moore
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