Dolorous Dolores

The Cranberries' first album was a pleasant bit of fluff to which you could slip into sleep, providing you didn't listen to the lyrics too closely. Then Dolores O'Riordan decided that she was a world figure to whom we should all listen, and all their subsequent music was toe-curlingly embarrassing. Why do Irish musicians always get this Messiah complex? Geldof, Bono, O'Connor, the list's endless…

Anyway, Everett True is rather annoyed that The Cranberries are back. Go there. Kneel before him.