
So many of the songs in every generation are nothing but fluff, random or cheesy lyrics, they mean nothing. Mel from Riverbank, CaWhether or not you agree with their message, at least U2 has a message.I would love to know what the band has ever had to say about this topic. the similarities are blatant and disappointing. who is this stealing a U2 classic?' Then the DJ came on and gave the name of the song and the year it was released now I've read the reviews here and I have to say, BTBS doesn't just sound 'something' like the Nugent song. But as I listenened, I realized the lyrics were different and then thought, 'Oh!. Because U2 is one of my favourite bands, my first thought was 'Oh, who's this covering Bullet The Blue Sky?'. Jim from Toronto, On(28/05/08) I just heard Ted Nugent's 'Stranglehold' for the first time ever, but only from halfway through on the radio so I wasn't sure who was singing or when the song was released.BTBS is still a great song no matter the riff. Those of you that think that U2 ripped of Ted Nugent should listen to Savoy Brown's "Hellbound Train". Rob from Stanwood, Antigua And BarbudaThis riff has been around for ever.No matter where the riff originated it is still a great song. Those of you who think that U2 ripped off Ted Nugent should listen to Savoy Brown's "Hellbound train". Rob from Stanwood, Antigua And BarbudaThis riff has been around for a LONG time.Michael from Cincinnati, OhThis song was covered by Christian rock band Human on their 1998 album Out Of The Dust.Michael from Cincinnati, OhHuman's cover is buried about 4:52 into the track "Hand Me Down", starting about 20 or 30 seconds after that song actually ends.

In the locust wind comes a rattle and hum In the howling wind comes a stinging rain I was not a Communist, but I felt it was wrong, so I used the language of the Scripture to describe the situation: It did bother me that this was being sanctioned by religious people. It upset me as a person who read the Scriptures, to think that Christians in America were supporting this kind of thing, this kind of proxy war because of these Communists. I don't think we were in danger, but I knew there were lives in danger or being lost close to us, and I felt for them. I remember the ground shaking and I remember the smell of being near a war zone. In the hillside across the way, they were firebombing these villages to get the paramilitaries out of there. We went out into the hills - maybe that was irresponsible because we were in the middle of a war zone.

There were wonderful people offering solace to refugees from the war in El Salvador. It's why I ended up in the famine in Ethiopia, It's why I ended up in Central America. "I wanted to go and see things for myself. If this song is trying to say something, I think it is precisely that.Bono spoke about this song in the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame exhibit "Louder Than Words: Rock, Power and Politics." Said Bono: Many times the intentions are good but the results are disastrous and in general, it is of the best interest of both America and the World if the US would stop messing with other countries both for helping and blocking, to stop being a country with a so exaggerated nationalism and bellicose tradition (military), and be more open-minded, peaceful and harmonious country as it was intended by the very founders (most of). I am not totally sure if this song is Anti-America but I am near sure it is not Anti-American.Īmerican people has been said that the World hates them, and this is not totally true, most people who have things against America are people who is being affected by the US government or some of their policies or victims of the US interests. "Anti-America" and "Anti-American" are NOT the same thing, the former is a criticism against the country, it's policies and/or, at times, their culture the second is a direct genophobia against a group of people.

You take the staircase to the first floorĪnd through the walls you hear the city groanĪcross the field you see the sky ripped open Through the alleys of a quiet city street In the locust wind comes a rattle and humĪcross the mud huts where the children sleep
