Showing posts with label Morrissey. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Morrissey. Show all posts

Monday, June 11, 2012

Sunday, November 21, 2010

Take My Hand


I knew tonight was ominous as we pre-drank to The Smiths.
That is not the best way to kick off a night out.
As Morrisey says:

"There's a club, if you'd like to go
You could meet someone who really loves you
So you go, and you stand on your own
And you leave on your own
And you go home
And you cry
And you want to die "

And "I would go out tonight
But I haven't got a stitch to wear"

So I knew it was ominous. As soon as I got home I played "How Soon is Now" the most beautiful song I have heard all day. I love the Smiths so much that I wish I could say they were part of my childhood just as Britney Spears and the Moffats. Unfortunately they are not, so I continue to seek information on them. Tomorrow I will go on a quest for the album "Meat is Murder" on vinyl and attempt to find a book on the Smiths or Morrisey himself.

Monday, May 3, 2010

Hand In Glove

The 90's upbringing. Awesome cartoons like Inspector Gadget, Dunkaroo's and Pogs. Although, being a 90's child does have it's drawbacks, like missing out on crucial 80's music. Since I am technically a 90's child, I am late on experiencing the Smiths. I wish it wasn't so.

The Smiths bring that slowly drowning in your own pool of sorrow sound that I like. It's most likely the vocals that bring the effect. The Smiths was the time period when Morrissey was an attractive piece.

My friend says that when she listens to the Smiths, especially the track "Hand in Glove" she feels like suffocating herself in her pillow. That's intense, but that's what the music brings up; intense emotions and tears. I relate The Smiths to Interpol, not sound wise, but rather for the fact that when I hear the music, I imagine dying to that particular track. It's odd to imagine, not suicidal, but romantic. I guess I'm a hopeless romantic...