Stipe's Joseph Arthur-penned "In the Sun" is bland and, worse, mopey; frankly, Stipe, the victims of Katrina could give two shits about your two-bit malaise. Sad-sack whitefolk know what you mean when you sing "Everybody Hurts." A person who found his mother's corpse by the smell of it in the wreckage of his home might tell you to sit down and cheer up. Have a Coke and a smile, Stipe (along with your celebrity guests, such as Chris Martin and will.i.am). Next time, think about quietly donating the proceeds of a hit single instead of having a self-indulgent public wankfest.
Fatwa! May "In the Sun" be the sunset of the charity song. May artists learn to do good works to get good feelings. It is written.