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My Music. Song, Art, Writing Entries of Various Sorts
- I rest my case - DJs truly suck balls
- New Art Prints - A thousand colors made from tears
- Bono & U2: Abho(RED) By So Many Thoughtful People
- Happy Easter
- Flower Power Vs. Venus In Furs
- Bulboscity in Stasis
- Roy Sablosky on the Blue Serge and the Savoy Tivoli
- The Love Shack, Hockney-style
- Cat + Synthesizer
- The Serge Modular Synthesizer and the Origin of the Atom Bee
- Disposable Pop From the (song)Device
- Happy Birthday, David and Elvis
- James Brown, R.I.P.
- Happy Birthday Louie Van Bee
- How The Brain Processes Words
- A Love Supreme - Chiclet Edition - Edition Info on the way
- In Loving Memory, John Lennon, Oct. 9, 1940-Dec. 8, 1980
- British Prize For Art That Has No Meaning
- LeisureTown
- Art School Confidential
- Total War on DJ Culture
- Welcome to Sun Pop Blue
- Hunter--We Hardly Knew Ye!
- Poor Hunter Thompson
Words and Art
Bono & U2: Abho(RED) By So Many Thoughtful People | Bono & U2: Abho(RED) By So Many Thoughtful People |
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Let's get a couple things out of the way. The members of U2 are quite
talented. Talented marketers, businessmen, team members. The also
posess a fair amount of musical talent. They know how to hire the best,
produce shimmering collections of songs, and market them as the last true band, the last band that matters.
The fact is that their sound is largely the creation of Brian Eno and
Daniel Lanois. Their greatest songs are mostly Eno songs, Daniel Lanois
songs. No matter. Poetic pop constructs ... perfectly mixed mastered
and printed ... puffery pings the Zeitgeist ... but that's not enough for Bono.
Poor
Bono wants a Nobel, or a Pulitzer. He won't say it out loud. But this
hustler recognizes that world-class hustler's game, and if I didn't
find him such an ass, I would tip my hat.
He and Oprah have come up with Project(RED),
whereby consumers consume and a portion of the profits (not the gross)
are donated to African AIDS charities. Approximately $100 Million has
been spent by huge corporations for advertising, plastering Bono's face
all over the world, at their expense. As the British say,"Brilliant!"
So
far they've raised perhaps $25 million for charity from sales generated
by that $100 Million marketing campaign. Makes perfect sense, doesn't
it?
Okay, after the jump. The story that demonstrates to me that U2 are the most self-important ... uh ... dickwads on earth, and, as such, sit at the
same table with Sting and his god-awful horse-faced wife.
But
before you go, please note this picture of Bono with Dr. Gupta,
the man the Bush administration has sent out to trash Michael Moore and
his movie Sicko. Bono cavorts with Bush. What else do you need to know?
{okay, now click on read more}
About ten years ago, one of my oldest and best friends was in charge of running a huge charity concert, featuring some of the biggest bands in the world, including U2. We were, some time later, talking about the nature of art, business, and marketing in the world of rock music. Very knowledgeable, having run huge concerts and some of the biggest-grossing tours of all time, he regaled me with stories about bands and their follies, conceits, and marketing savvy. One thing stressed was that the bands that pretended to NOT care about money and fame were the worst, across the board: Springsteen, Pearl Jam, Phish, and so on. At some point in the discussion, I brought up U2,and said, having just seen them in concert,"Well, they seem to be trying really hard to keep it real, to stay connected to the audience." And he laughed and said,"They are the worst by far! When I was running that show, the acts would come off the stage walk about fifty feet to a tent we had set up for the press. They would have a mini press conference and then they were finished. But not U2. They came down the stairs off the back of the stage and had several [emphasis mine] vans with tinted windows waiting for them to drive them the fifty feet to the tent."
For some reason, this salient fact dovetails nicely with everything else I know about U2.
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