And I'm in so deep, you know I'm such a fool for you.

I feel a sudden urge to go to a music store and buy the whole discography of The Cranberries. Don't ask. It feels as if I was sent back to 1995, only with twenty-four years, instead of ten, and songs like Linger, Zombie or Dreams were major hits. I don't know what caused this, I've just read that Dolores got reunited with the rest of the gang and they'd be back on the road. And that brought back the old feeling for their songs. Zombie is a protest song, an outcry against the war on Ireland. Forget about U2's Sunday Bloody Sunday: that song is not even touching. It's just a normal music with a so-called protest lyric. Bono-style in all it's rotten splendor: to point out from a distance, without compromise. What an asshole he is. Anyway. Zombie is different: it's heavy, it's desperate. It does not merely point out the wrongs of that stupid war: it cries - in both ways -, it draws everyone's eyes to it, it denounces, it calls for mercy, for anger, for despair. Salvation is about drugs. What the fuck? Well, it is about drugs. Dreams is a.. well, it's about dreams, could be about me and you, everyone in general. It's a song, I'd say, meant for the world to see O'Riordan's voice with the solo in the end of the song. Promises is a song that always comes back to me when I take the fall (and maybe here's the missing link). And Linger... well, Linger is a song way too good, one of the best made in the nineties. One of the best love songs I know. Feel like singing it now, if only I could sing. Feels like crying when listening to it. It remains so true, and so untrue. Always beautiful, Linger. Makes me thing of everything I've lost, and of everything I'm losing right now. Gives me hope for no reason - hope, too, is pointless. What a shame I lost all their songs when my hard disk fried. Going to buy the album today, it's settled. Need to listen to it in repeat mode.

*Image: a frame of Linger videoclip. Source unknown.