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As David Stubbs wheeled his son's pram past the US embassy he chanced upon a brown manilla envelope of the CIA transcripts of surveillance of top rock band U2 in advance of their singer Bono's friendly chat with President Trump's dastardly assistant Mike Pence
Band Aid raised awareness of a disastrous famine, as well as huge sums of money to try ease it but, one year ahead of its 30th anniversary, Wyndham Wallace begs us to condemn, not celebrate, a song whose lyrics are uglier than Rupert Murdoch’s ballsack
Virtually unknown in Britain, Herbert Grönemeyer is a huge star in his native Germany, having sold 18 million albums. Now his sights are set on the country he called home for over a decade. Wyndham Wallace meets him at Berlin’s Hansa Studios…
A whimsical road movie anchored by Sean Penn's star turn and a David Byrne cameo, Paolo Sorrentino's English-language debut suggests that the acclaimed Italian director has, like Wim Wenders before him, entered the dread orbit of U2. Stephen Dalton muses on this cinematic Curse of Bono