We’re through being cool.
We’re through being cool.
Freedom of choice is what you got. Freedom from choice is what you want.
Take me to the river, drop me in the water.
How long, how long must we sing this song?
On a gathering storm comes a tall handsome man in a dusty black coat and a red right hand.
Don’t drink, don’t smoke, what do you do? Subtle innuendos follow – there must be something inside.
So many times I used to give a sign. Got this feeling, gonna lose my mind.
Peek-a-boo! I can see you.
Some albums are better than others.
There’s something about the vibe that takes me back to the Nag’s Head pub in Rochester, Kent.
Not your typical album of cover songs. Just ask Alice, I think she’ll know…
From jangle pop to post-punk to quiet ballads, this one has great range (and each range is great).
Are you not entertained? Well, you will be by this classic post-punk album, yes, thanks for asking.
The first U2 album sounds as fresh and energetic and urgent as ever.
Wildly inventive and intriguing punk rock from the UK circa 1977.
Post-punk, new wave, intellectual guitar rock? Any which way, it’s all good.
Early ‘80s new wave-meets-garage rock with fantastic keyboards.
Smart, catchy, arty new wave-y punk that gets under your skin in the best kind of way.