Watching Glastonbury at the weekend was a Twitter-hater’s paradise. Lie back, pull the tab on a can, eat crap food, fart, pull another tab, tweet, fart, tweet and then the main course… U2.

Now, I like U2 and there are some great songs (most of which are on Achtung Baby) and I regret not seeing them when they supported Stiff Little Fingers at the Rainbow, but they really think they’re a little bit deus ex machina. Continue reading →

Watching Glastonbury at the weekend was a Twitter-hater’s paradise. Lie back, pull the tab on a can, eat crap food, fart, pull another tab, tweet, fart, tweet and then the main course… U2.

Now, I like U2 and there are some great songs (most of which are on Achtung Baby) and I regret not seeing them when they supported Stiff Little Fingers at the Rainbow, but they really think they’re a little bit deus ex machina. Continue reading →