This is the song I would throw in the face of every U2 hater.
This is "pissed off" U2, a showcase of all of their strenghts and weaknesses.
Edge's guitar howls, cries and mourns... Bono wanders in despair amid his newly found cynism... Adam and Larry fierily pounding from the back, to support and preventing him from keeling over on the floor... And it builds up, up and up...
"What are we going to do now it's all been said...No new ideas in the house and every book has been read"
...and the solo kicks in... a desperate scream of anger and hopelessness. A moment of absolute bliss. Much more than any words could ever say.
Regardless of what's happened to that band, this song is one of those moments when they were absolutely unattainable and untouchable.