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'This is sacrilege' - The Guardian

The gangling teenager on the screen is murdering the Smiths. To make things worse, it is one of my favourite tracks. A pair of infectiously happy girls have just done a nice karaoke of There Is a Light That Never Goes Out, and earlier on there was a slightly camp rendition of Boy With the Thorn in His Side that wasn't bad either, with swoop-armed early-Morrissey turns and dives from a kid with a house key safety-pinned to his jumper. This one, though, doesn't make me smile. I don't think his voice has properly broken - he warbles between octaves. He's short-sighted, too, reading the lyrics off a crumpled sheet of paper. At one point, he even falls off the screen. This is sacrilege. But, I'll admit, alone in the space with the video and the backing track, I find it impossible not to do my own appalling singalong to songs that, 20 years or so ago, soundtracked a sticky patch in my own life. Heaven knows I was miserable then. But what does all this have to do with photography?
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