I'd love to hear Disturbed tackle PPLMGWIW, or any number of songs in the canon of The Smiths Collective and or The Morrissey Solo Selfie-Karaoke Jukebox Machine.
A truly cosmically gifted vocalist whose subtleties and nuances detoxify the excesses of masculinity note by trembling vulnerable exposed note.
I have to sit down when I listen to David. Or lie back and think of England. The Disturbed's version of Paul Simon's compositionally perfect opus 'The Sound Of Silence' is one of the epochal events in recent contemporary musical history and rightly revered by millions.
In only one song, Paul Simon summarized The Smiths Collective before they existed, certainly Morrissey's one-trick pony lyrical persona. Lennon and McCartney's 'Eleanor Rigby' also. Strangely, I don't think either Marr or Morrissey ever fessed up to these particular template thefts as they achieved songwriting orbital thrust. But no matter. They're not important anymore. Either of them, though Maher could well yet craft his redemption and get out of ethical detention by publicly denouncing Morrissey as a phoney all along- just as the cognoscenti in The Audience knew all sling, from Cannock Chase onwards, it all went wrong...
Morrissey will have the Vaseline and Kleenex box out upon reading this, hoping David will gift him so wings with a "tonight, Matthew, I am mostly Being Morrissey segment" on a Disturbed karaoke set, or God forbid, a duet. But only if it's a solo surge, not one of Ye Smythe Songs which will only go to givr Maher another payday whilst the drvious, truculent, unreluable one will see the proceeds go towards paying hated Joycean inspired barrister's bills, presumably still outstanding and mounting. The miracle of compound interest. Einstein, etc.
Draiman, being a wise elder role model will surely temper his aesthetic appreciation of this olde worlde classic Val Doonican homage from the 1980s with an appreciation of the importance of not elevating the gurning, gormless 'politically inept' Singing Smurf trading as LA MortIsHe.
David Draiman, sir. We beseech you: don't make the same mistake as dearly departed David Bowie. Do not feed the troll known as Morrissey.
BB