This is an album made by middle-aged men still playing a kid’s game, well aware of the ridiculousness of the trappings (see the humorous, self-deprecating lines in the funk-driven “Standup Comedy”), and searching for and sometimes finding reasons to go on. As such, these are songs that could have never been written by Bono Vox, the naïve, idealistic youth of early albums. And as such, these are songs that could only have been written by Bono, the aging, iconic rock star in love with Jesus and himself in equal measure, and bothered by the incongruity. They are great spiritual and human songs.
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