It's so terribly sad when Morrissey can't even sell out the tiny Brixton Academy for days while the Pixies sell out multiple shows in that same venue in a lesser number of minutes. Is it because the Pixies' shows are actually relevant, exciting and played with not only technical proficiency, but with panache while Morrissey is now just a fat gay man who lost his voice years ago and worse his talent for writing lyrics?
There was a time when Morrissey was untouchable as a lyricist, quite possibly the greatest one ever and rivaling Keats and Yates (but not Wilde) in Britain's pantheon of poets. But today, his lyrics are ridiculously, outrageously bad, on the same level as Rebecca Black (but with about a hundred million less views on Youtube) and outshined even by the whitest of rappers.
It's sad to say but if he was a true miserable artist he would have killed himself like he so often sings about after Johnny left or perhaps after "Viva Hate" so that his greatness would never be soiled wihle always being forever young and a legend like Kurt Cobain.
But now, he's evolved into the joke that he's once rallied against. Remember "Get Off The Stage"? He wrote that about a middle age Mick Jaggger still performing in the 90's and yet now Morrissey is as old as Jagger was when GOTS was written.
He certainly is not taking his own "advice" or being true to his word, but worse, Jagger in his 70's still has the talent, voice and slim physique of himself as a young man while Morrissey has turned into the world's fattest vegetarian.
And the songs, oh boy. It's hard to imagine anything worse than "Years Of Refusal" and yet Morrissey has done it. The new songs are simply atrocious. There is a reason why Jesse didn't last a month in the Red Hot Chili Peppers, he sucks!
We all know Morrissey wants to suck Jesse's cock and even schemed to get him naked for that terrible cover so that he could view his Jesse's naked skin storm, but to whore out your art for lust is something even Too Low for Morrissey. And yet Morrissey did it.
It's tragic that all those "Morrissey is ill" and "has cancer" rumours didn't containt a bit more truth to them. Morrissey's next act is a pretty grave. Like Michael Jackson, he will find the respect he craves so much in life only in death.