Lying in the Long Grass

And here is one of the aforementioned Lanois produced albums. The album where U2 went away and 'dreamed it all up again'.

Indeed this is different from what went before, but from my current perspective it suffers from over familiarity. As usual with a U2 album there are some crackers (One, Mysterious Ways, Until the End of the World) and some dross. I can't get excited about Zoo Station or The Fly despite their billing as game changers and as the album drags to its conclusion, it's all a bit lame.