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.