Published on Nov 10, 2004
It almost seems sacreligious to say anything negative about U2,
but I have to commit blasphemy here: Even though I’ve owned
October, the second release from the Irish quartet, for
nearly two decades, I still don’t get it.
While there are some signs of improvement over their debut
release
Boy, Bono and crew still seemed to be struggling with just
where they wanted to take their songwriting on this disc. The end
result is an album that sounds a bit unfinished. (In retrospect,
this seems understandable; recently Bono was reunited with a
suitcase stolen from him 23 years ago, which contained the original
ideas for many of the songs on this album.)
October may be best known for the minor hit “Gloria,” which
is a somewhat decent attempt at pop, if not a total success. But
the more memorable songs on this disc are the ones which don’t
immediately pop up in the listener’s radar screen. Tracks like
“Tomorrow” and “October” dare to turn introspective and act as
thought-provoking numbers (though the band leaves the line of
thinking up to the listener) without ever sounding overblown or
pompous.
If only that had been the strategy for the bulk of the disc. No,
I’m not saying that U2 is pompous on this album. (In my mind, that
stage was still ahead for them — and this is coming from someone
who
likes the band.) Instead, U2 is left awash in
half-constructed ideas which don’t really seem to have a focused
goal in sight. Take songs like “I Fall Down” and “I Threw A Brick
Through A Window” — easily the dumbest song title U2 ever came up
with. These songs aren’t bad, in all honesty, but they just seem
very listless in their structure and their performance. It’s not
that
October is a bad album, but it never is given a roadmap to
find potential greatness.
That being said, one does hear the improvements over
Boy. There seems to be more confidence and maturity in
Bono’s vocals, and as much as I’m bashing the songwriting, one does
notice steps in the right direction being taken. “Gloria” is growth
over “I Will Follow,” for example — better song structure, a few
more chances being taken, and more confident delivery. Likewise, U2
don’t try to be something they’re not by writing lengthy numbers —
the longest track clocks in at just under five minutes — and they
do try to funnel everything down a little more to its musical
essence.
One has to wonder what would have happened had that suitcase
never been stolen from Bono, and how
October would have been affected for good or for bad. As it
stands, this disc still remains one for the diehard fans only, but
it does have a glimmer of promise for the future.