I posted a thought,
it flew away
through dark, cavernous
cyberways,
to bump and grind
with other lonesome thoughts,
in the…

Billy was lonely,
he had no friends
the frowners said
he’s silly,
now Billy’s dead.

Please forgive the pomposity of this story’s title but it has a purpose. First, since the first five articles were titled U2 and Me…

And this brings me right back to the reason why I decided to write this series of stories for Music Voices. Reading a review of…

Narcissus studies his image,
reflected in the moonlit stillness,
strains to see with blinded eyes,
truth that can never reveal itself,
a…

U2’s management company, the rather pompously titled Principle Management, was in a refurbished old building, a former banana…