Sinead O'Connor "I Do Not Want What I Haven't Got" [1990]

Fuck U2, and their whole "Ireland is cool" bullshit. That any of us actually know who Sinead O'Connor in the first place is blame that can be laid directly at their drunken feet. In considering "I Do Not Want What I Haven't Got," clearly Sinead O'Connor does not want to be competent enough to string together a group of good-enough songs to be listened to, because she certainly hasn't got it. She wins minor points for originality in conjuring the image of a hairless banshee, but otherwise her lame movie soundtrack of an album plays like a boring, endless stream of film credits. That she never charted after her emaciated version of Prince's "Nothing Compares 2 U" might have relegated Sinead to the forgivable annals of the cut-out bin, but her stylized pretentious Irishness influenced horrendous copycats like The Cranberries, and for that she should be forgiven the way Bobby Sands forgave Margaret Thatcher. Feel free to investigate if you're interested in how America got into self-flagellation as the Reagan-Bush years wore on, but otherwise you'd be better off sitting in silence.