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posted by
davidt
on Tuesday January 20 2009, @12:00PM
julieboboolie sends the link (via Morrissey reddit):
Morrissey bio - Lost Highway YEARS OF REFUSAL In a room, you are sat with Morrissey, and someone else, who might be there to make the conversation go with a little more of a swing than it might if it was just Morrissey and you. Is this person his one and only friend ? You cannot help but think things such as this when in the company of the playful reclusive Morrissey, who has, with relish and exasperation, let many rumour swirl around his life and career, or watched helplessly as people pile on scandal, accusation and outrage, to the extent that all that we really know of him we have to make up based on his songs, which give away far too much information to be reliably confessional, or his extravagantly plotted public reputation, which makes him out to be more of a sacred monster - possibly with some kind of anatomical grotesquerie - than, to be honest, he really is...
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wow (Score:0)
was that translated (Score:0)
cool, wow.. (Score:0)
Sick!
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And Award For Longest Sentence Of The Week..... (Score:2, Funny)
Re:And Award For Longest Sentence Of The Week..... (Score:2, Funny)
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well written (Score:0)
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A lot of truth and insight in there (Score:1)
I thought this was particularly of note:
"His lyrics are getting simpler, at least for now, and briskly instructive, as if, this far into his life and his body of work, he has decided just to get on with it, brushing aside everything he might say but doesn’t care to."
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Re:A lot of truth and insight in there (Score:2, Interesting)
The Lost Highway's page design is tasteful, and the article is a fairly sophisticated tapestry of the various public threads that claim to say something about being Morrissey.
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You bet? (Score:1)
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Unreadable (Score:0)
Makes a lot of sense (Score:3, Insightful)
I think while it might be overly wordy the writer seems to have nailed Morrissey. At least closer to truth than most of the other half wit writers have tried.
This had to be put on their website with his approval.
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Damn (Score:3, Funny)
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English... I suppose. (Score:3, Funny)
However, it's not as bad as the song reviews that Morrissey wrote for the inner sleeve of "Under The Influence." Writing dilettantes are easy to spot because they're generally obsessed with the use of adjectives, and metaphor. It's all flash, and no substance.
Of course, part of being Morrissey, or being a fan of Morrissey, is learning how to appear sensitive and intellectual without actually being sensitive and intellectual.
You then stay inside, in case anyone finds out.
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Re:English... I suppose. (Score:2, Funny)
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Utter shit (Score:0)
Surely Morrissey didn't sanction this trash?
write me to sleep. . . (Score:0)
. .
Paul Morley? (Score:0)
The long sentences, the numbering.
In fact I'd bet everything that this IS a Paul Morley biog.
Welsh Rarebit (Score:2, Informative)
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Dear Diary,met 'biographer' at pub for pint: Fled. (Score:1, Redundant)
"I had no choice" states Morrissey. Calmly.
The 'biographer' then drones on incessantly about how 'important' Morrissey was/is. And how ineffably 'mysterious' he is, just like a box of Leonidas chocolates. All the ususal nonsense.
Morrissey puts 50p in the juke-box on the way back from the loo, but the stalker-journo doesn't even 'get it' as the sombre voice continues to moan, barely audible above the thrum of lunch-time financiers:
"I was born like this, I had no choice.
I was born with the gift of a golden voice,
and twenty-seven angels from the great beyond,
they tied me to this table right here in the tower of song."
So you can stick your little pins in that voodoo doll
- I'm very sorry, baby, doesn't look like me at all."
This song continues, ignored by the 'biographer', only to followed by the latest (C)oldplay catastrophe. An agitated Morrissey again repeats this simplest of statements. Biographer ignores the simplicity of it all and goes off at various irrelevant tangents. Again.
Morrissey flees, chased by brainbox biographer. Scene ends with Morrissey taking indigestion remedy after another cerebral lunch with a fan/journo/stalker/biographer/general whack-job. Delete as applicable.
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I don't see the joy.... (Score:0)
Did Morrissey run into an upmarket cafe? in Piccadilly??
I was once told by a journalist that one needs to get to the point a story. I'm glad it was written for the interweb as that means at least 20,000 trees have been saved from turning into adverbly adjectively metaphors. Oh and change the font.
ROCK ON TOMMY
Everybody's clever nowadays (Score:2, Insightful)
James Joyce wouldn't have stood a ghost of a chance here with his fresh copy of Ulysses.
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'Very glad to be unhappy' (Score:1)
That was different enough to be endearingly enduring.
Thanks.
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