I gave up reading Guardian articles about Morrissey some time ago. But for some reason I did skim read Thursday’s article when it was brought to my attention. Perhaps I was intrigued by the originality of the headline. Things are starting to get a little confusing, since I’m sure they’ve published this exact same article … Continue reading The Guardian strikes again and again: why Morrissey fans feel so misrepresented
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Toronto, 27th April 2019
On Saturday, the day of the second show, the clouds above Toronto have lifted sufficiently for me to proceed with my main planned tourist activity for the weekend, a trip up the CN Tower. The views are spectacular, and with more wandering, the day passes swiftly enough. However, my anxiety regarding tonight’s show has reached … Continue reading Toronto, 27th April 2019
Toronto, 26th April 2019
I arrive in Toronto, the night before the first show, feeling like shit. It seems it’s not enough that I suffer from chronic back pain, but I now also have migraines recently thrown in to further test my pain threshold. The medication loses the battle towards the end of the long flight, and I have … Continue reading Toronto, 26th April 2019
Spineless swines, cemented minds.
With typical class and style, The Guardian have this past week been busy ringing around everyone who has recently worked with Morrissey, in search of some inflammatory material to use. Presumably this is their idea of investigative journalism. They only managed to get the response they wanted from one of these sources, but this was … Continue reading Spineless swines, cemented minds.
Happy in the haze of nostalgia?
It’s nearly 37 years since Morrissey’s career as a singer-songwriter began in earnest. He’s been a solo artist for around 31 of those years. That comprises a large percentage of his career, does it not? Yet the media continue to refer to him as ‘The former Smiths frontman’. Some don’t even bother to use the … Continue reading Happy in the haze of nostalgia?
You give and you give
“As time goes by, my individuality is affirmed by those writers who can’t stand my guts. They are constantly handing me backhanded compliments. There are certain journalists who profess to think I’m useless and they cannot fill in an application form for a driving licence without mentioning my name. I must mean more to them … Continue reading You give and you give
Death for no reason
Last week, a YouTube clip was shared on Morrissey’s website, showing footage of a Boxing Day protest against fox hunting. Anti-hunt demonstrators gathered to protest as hunters on horseback, with their pack of hounds, started on their ‘traditional’ Boxing Day hunt from the suburb of Basseleg in Newport, south Wales. The clip did not carry … Continue reading Death for no reason
To me you are a work of art
There’s a bridge if you’d like to go. It spans the tramline that runs from Altrincham to Manchester, just north of Stretford tram stop. You can access it from Kings Road, at around number 500, about 500 metres from where Morrissey once lived, at number 384. It’s difficult to imagine an uglier construction. The bridge … Continue reading To me you are a work of art
Dreaming of touching your arm
Following a series of recent appearances by Morrissey in Southern California, it comes as no surprise to me that despite what the press would have us believe, Morrissey does still have fans, he does still get invited to appear on TV and radio, and his fans still love him as much as ever. Videos and … Continue reading Dreaming of touching your arm
Why do you hang around?
Imagine you have a favourite restaurant where you have enjoyed eating for a number of years. You’ve always felt comfortable there and you’ve always thought the food is excellent. However, recently you feel things have changed, and for whatever reason, you decide you don’t like it there anymore. What do you do? Do you continue … Continue reading Why do you hang around?
Adventures of a middle-aged Morrissey fan 