Yeah, all those stars drip down like butter, and promises are sweet.

Meme alert! R.E.M. ver­sus U2 cropped up every­where last week. It’s not a new argu­ment, but the revival of this debate is apro­pos of, well, noth­ing. But last week there were arti­cles in Sty­lus and Slate, fol­lowed by com­men­tary at Rolling Stone. My per­son­al favorite is a head­scratch­er, but try­ing to choose between Achtung, Baby and Mon­ster on their mer­its is kind of fun. Viewed dif­fer­ent­ly, it’s try­ing to fig­ure out who fared bet­ter with his mid-life cri­sis, ver­sion 1.0.

[I pre­fer Mon­ster. It’s R.E.M. at their most reac­tionary and obnox­ious. The album takes as a fait accom­pli that Nir­vana and Son­ic Youth were rock­’s purest, nois­i­est, most rebel­lious con­ceit and that this expres­sion of cock­sure idol­a­try would get the point across. It makes a great trib­ute record, an ode to the nineties, etc. etc. When you fac­tor in that Max­im hat­ed it, list­ing Mon­ster num­ber 5 among the 30 worst records of all time, it begins to make a lot of sense that sen­ti­men­tal mallpunks would latch on to it, then and now. In any case, I guess “Tongue” would’ve freaked out their read­er­ship anyway.]

2 responses to “Yeah, all those stars drip down like butter, and promises are sweet.”

  1. James Avatar
    James

    How much some­one may have liked or dis­liked Mon­ster might rest on how much of a fan of R.E.M. they are. If noth­ing else, Stipe changed his lyri­cal style quite rad­i­cal­ly for that record, both in terms of play­ing char­ac­ters and drop­ping the sin­cer­i­ty act, and in terms of writ­ing about sex (some­thing he’d nev­er done before). For a knowl­edgable R.E.M. fan, this might be some­thing new and chal­leng­ing. For the guy or gal who bought Auto­mat­ic for the Peo­ple at K‑Mart because they liked the hits, the reac­tion might be “This is too weird. What’s they echo‑y sound on “Bang and Blame”?

    Mon­ster is a trib­ute album, it’s a trib­ute to Mis­sion of Bur­ma. But that’s just me. It’s also the last album where Peter Buck got real­ly adven­tur­ous with gui­tar, and used his infre­quent but always wel­come psy­chadel­ic gui­tar solo (on “You.”)

    The thing about Mon­ster is that the crit­i­cal dog-pil­ing is some­thing of a revi­sion. The album received pos­i­tive reviews from Rolling Stone and Spin (in fact, the excel­lent Spin Guide to Alter­na­tive Rock from 1994 gives it a 9 out of 10. I agree).

  2. Blackmail Avatar

    It’s fun­ny because I real­ly loved Mon­ster [I read about music in the hippest of places as a kid — Newsweek and the Philly Inquir­er’s week­end enter­tain­ment sec­tion] but maybe some of the revi­sion­ists’ revi­sion­ists are try­ing to refresh some lost cul­tur­al mem­o­ry, you know, that REM used to be good. They real­ly went out of their way to be “edgy” after Out of Time and Auto­mat­ic, and I can see how folks would think it was overwrought.

    Grant­ed, I’ve liked two albums since. New Adven­tures and Up were both returns to form in their own way, but every­thing else is too embar­rass­ing for words. I lis­tened to Reveal once and sold it, which is too bad because I liked “Imi­ta­tion of Life” and a hand­ful of oth­er songs. I may have heard Around the Sun once, but have nev­er owned it.

    I guess what’s cra­zi­est about all of the U2/REM talk is that had they bro­ken up, we’d like­ly be talk­ing about reis­su­ing their old­er albums [Oops, REM already did at least some of that!]