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All hail R.E.M.! They were the jingle-jangle morning of indie rock, and their latest albums are ... not bad for a bunch of old farts. For all the great tunes, we have held our tongues with regard to goofy frontman Michael Stipe. But no longer. For releasing yet another of these tiresome charity songs, this one for the victims of Hurricane Katrina, Stipe has earned himself a fatwa!
Stipe's Joseph Arthur-penned "In the Sun" is bland and, worse, mopey; frankly, Stipe, the victims of Katrina couldn't give two shits about your two-bit malaise. Sad-sack white folk know what you mean when you sing "Everybody Hurts." A person who found his mother's corpse by the smell of it in the wreckage of his home might tell you to sit down and cheer up. Have a Coke and a smile, Stipe (along with your celebrity guests such as Chris Martin and will.i.am). Next time, think about quietly donating the proceeds of a hit single instead of a self-indulgent public wankfest.
Fatwa! May "In the Sun" be the sunset of the charity song. May artists learn to do good works to get good feelings. It is written.
