The "One" Thing

Do you know this moment when your all-time-favourite song gets spoiled and you can't get it out of your head no matter how much you dislike the new version? Looks like this is my tragedy with "One" by U2. This songs accompanies me now for 16 years, I still remember going to the shop in Bad Nenndorf the day the album came out in 1990. When Johnny Cash interpreted it on his third American recordings the song almost got an sacred aura - wow, there's so much in it, and I digged it even more when me & my boyfriend found our similarity in listening to it together. But then came The Grammys and I already burst our laughing when Mary J. Blige paddled in the air like a death-ringer for love. One shocking gasp, but one evening's presentation doesn't ruin a 16-year-old love to a song. Not one night's. But this permanent thing now. I should have already been suspocious and look for another heart-and-soul song of mine, but why the heck should I really think that they do a video for it?! Don't get me wrong, there's nothing about Mary J. Blige's voice. But it's visuals. Now 16 years of history of me and "my song" are overlayered with an image of Bono spitting into the mic and Mary J. Blige standing wide-legged and batting the air. I can't stand it.