In Praise of Baby
Q Magazine’s latest issue has something about the greatest music of all time that you must own. There was a page on every genre. What really got to me was the “If You Only Had 100 Quid” section, with what the editors felt was the crucialest of the crucialest and bestest of the bestest music. The 5 albums you must own: Revolver The Beatles, Blood on the Tracks Bob Dylan, Like a Virgin Madonna, something else, and Achtung Baby U2. Yes. The Joshua Tree was the breakout album and it’s a great album, but Baby… it has no filler. It’s perfect, from start to finish; every song and especially how it hangs together like its own shining galaxy born of pain and darkness and creativity. And it was served up in black hair dye, tight leather, and sequins and swagger and a puff of cigarette smoke. It wasn’t the “sound of four men chopping down the Joshua Tree“. It was the sound of four men taking dynamite to their own images. They set out to destroy the identity they had and start over again, damn the consequences. Middle America likely took offense. Oh, baby.
People who think “they sucked after The Joshua Tree, dude,” are idiots.
Posted on April 16th, 2005 under Tunes • 
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