Now of course it is a
good song. Why on Earth wouldn’t it be a good song.
But watch those
sorry, mole-like creatures crawl out of their holes saying it’s not as good as
“Don’t Look Back Into The Sun” or “Can’t Stand Me Now”. Watch them. They might
even complain about dull verses and overproduced choruses. Some might even
comment on the way Doherty is looking these days.
Oh what a waste.
They still haven’t
lost it. There’s the natural, delirious talent spewed out with drugs and
alcohol by two great modern songwriters. And out of all that generation – they
are the only ones who have retained the vibe, the energy and the edgy sense of
youthful excitement. I don’t know why and I don’t know how, but they are still
the real deal. The raw deal, despite the production.
And yes. Of course Anthems For Doomed Youth is the perfect
title.
