not guilty: mary j. blige

i guess technically this is only a fifty percent "not guilty" because U2 sings on this and, um, wrote it.  and i sure as shit feel at least a little guilty about liking anything U2 with which is even remotely involved.  on the other hand, i've been heavily immersed in the indie rock orthodoxy this week and actually had to surf though my itunes to come up with something to feature here.  you could say this is my least inspired "not guilty" post to date and you'd probably be right.  but i had to choose something and i really do enjoy (and always have) when some inteloper upstages the world's most self-satisfied rock band on its own turf.  this version may lack the gravity that john r. cash brought to the same vapid material, but then very few singers have the baritone to sing the phone book and still make it sound like the most important thing you've ever heard.  mary still sings circles around bono, and on some days that's enough.