We finished recording the new album a few weeks ago. In just a little while now you'll see it on shelves, but we still have some fine tuning to do before we release it to the general public. This new album, it has something of a new sound; I've described it as our "first rock album." Now we've been classified as rock in the past by some of our ( Read more... )

When your brain gets hot and your soul gets tired ( Read more... )

I've returned. You're stuck with me now until the end of the world. My eyes are weary now, I carry a load on my back now. Through the day and the night, identical in the whisper in my ear that haunts me and laughs at me like a joker who has the identical secret with everyone in the crowd that everyone is aware of but the object of the laughter. ( Read more... )

Whenever I see Adam or Larry or even Edge having a bad day and ask them what they have against the world, they commonly reply that they just woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Now I'm no genius and I never have and never will claim to be (No I don't hold a Harvard or Yale degree like respective leaders who maintain their stupidity anyway; so I ( Read more... )

You've got somewhere to be but it's a bitch to remember where. I keep a calendar of appointments and the closest thing I have to a secretary is the wife. The wife sounds like a very domesticated title and I don't think she'd like that much so I could say the politician/wife/mother of my children. Any of the above would work. I love weddings. It's a ( Read more... )

Every politician I know of has a sore stick up their ass. These sticks have different edges and ridges. Gun control. AIDS in Africa. Death penalty. WMDs. Abortion. IDP. War. It doesn't have a place to start and worse off, there's no place or potential for any of it to end. Like a tumour it metastisises and becomes labelled the inevitable incurable ( Read more... )

Ah, February the 14th. Probably just as good a day as to stay in the comfort zone and let pass by with a few extra lingering glances toward those you love and those you value, maybe a box of chocolates here and there, "I love you" a little more frequently than the norm, and a nice dinner, lunch, necklace, bracelet, roses or too many roses for your ( Read more... )

I don't read about famous rock bands falling apart. In a sense it's because I'm a superstitious old Irishman and I fully believe in the theory of the jinx. Put yourself in that situation, become obsessed with that situation, and what the bloody fuck do you find yourself asking for? So I think it's usually because of some gold digging lass who ( Read more... )

The first criteria for being a rockstar is having an irregular sleeping pattern. Get up for the studio earlier, get out of the studio late. The first criteria for being a globetrotter is being able to sleep anywhere at all. Somewhere those two align and you get a sleepless rockstar turned globetrotter Superman (ta, Time), who can rest in planes, ( Read more... )

If there's one thing that gets to me it's when reporters and journalists ask how I spend my day. Honestly what do they want, how do I spend my day. Load of shite if I've ever heard it. I'm a normal person. Contrary to magasine covers, reporters, and everyone who tries to place me on this elevated plain because what I do is "good," I live a fairly ( Read more... )