Letting down folks gently, perhaps?You could be right. When a new song is released I'll listen to it, but I almost wish he didn't release songs and just let the album come out. Sometimes the whole is more than a sum of its parts.
so true. This is a crock of shit. Listen to "Louder than Bombs" or "Vauxhall" and then this. Poles apart. f*** me, I love him and will always love him, but where is the witty, desperate, disparate, hilarious (accident with a 3-bar fire) Morrissey?Remember the passionate, stream-of-conscious overflow of Maladjusted? All the words just pouring out of him?
I want to start from
Before the beginning
Loot wine, "Be mine, and
Then let's stay out for the night"
Ride via Parkside
Semi-perilous lives
Jeer the lights in the windows
Of all safe and stable homes
(But wondering then, well what
Could peace of mind be like?)
Anyway do you want to hear
Our story, or not?
As the Fulham Road lights
Stretch and invite into the night
From a Stevenage overspill
We'd kill to live around
SW6 - with someone like you
Keep thieves' hours
With someone like you
...As long as it slides
You stalk the house
In a low-cut blouse :
"Oh Christ, another stifled
Friday night!"
And the Fulham Road lights
Stretch and invite into the night
Well, I was fifteen
What could I know?
When the gulf between
All the things I need
And the things I receive
Is an ancient ocean
Wide, wild, lost, uncrossed
Still I maintain there's nothing
Wrong with you
You do all that you do
Because it's all you can do
Well, I was fifteen
Where could I go?
With a soul full of loathing
For stinging bureaucracy
Making it anything
Other than easy
For working girls like me
With my hands on my head
I flop on your bed
With a head full of dread
For all I've ever said
Maladjusted, maladjusted
Maladjusted maladjusted
Never to be trusted
Oh, never to be trusted
There's nothing wrong with you, oh
There's nothing wrong with you, oh
There's nothing wrong with you, oh
There's nothing wrong with you
There's nothing wrong with you
Morrissey needs to sit down and WRITE. Not just lazily ad-lib this shit in the studio and call it a day. The complaint used to be that Morrissey's band sucked but his lyrics were still great. Who could have predicted that within a decade it would be the other way around?
I’m enjoying it more after a few listens.
As I was saying, this song may be just
what the album needs as far as it’s place between the other songs.
We’ll see.
Yah but what part of the 80's? Lionel Richie? It is not cutting edge or daring, as the great 80's music was (New Order, OMD, The Cure, etc.). To me it sounds like naff 80's.
f*** me, I love him and will always love him, but where is the witty, desperate, disparate, hilarious (accident with a 3-bar fire) Morrissey?
A (fairly large) part of my brain completely feels this way.... about album singles in general, really. But, yes.You could be right. When a new song is released I'll listen to it, but I almost wish he didn't release songs and just let the album come out. Sometimes the whole is more than a sum of its parts.
wheres VIVA KATE,want to hear her saying,this sssuuuuccckkkssss.
Yeah I don't want to hear anymore songs until the album is out. Three is already too many.You could be right. When a new song is released I'll listen to it, but I almost wish he didn't release songs and just let the album come out. Sometimes the whole is more than a sum of its parts.
“And of course there was nothing more repellent than the synthesizer,” Morrissey once remarked in a November 1983 interview with British pop/rock newspaper Sounds.