
This is an old book, and it focuses entirely on the early days of U2, before they became global superstars. Or you're proud of four young men from the northside of Dublin, who always represented their country with class and honour, you howl along to songs like One and Beautiful Day with your friends at weddings, you get chills watching footage of the band during the Joshua Tree era when they were at the top of their game, "Rock's Hottest Ticket." I am firmly in the latter camp. Either you believe their best days are long gone, you can't stand Bono's pontificating and the band's sanctimonious efforts to solve the world's problems, while using loopholes to avoid paying tax. If you're Irish, you have an opinion on U2.
