>> Author: Mykle (---.server.ntli.net)
Date: 05-14-04 23:50
America is a big fat piog?
Colin, when I do quote I try to get it right and also relevant if possible. <<
Yeah, I remember it well, Mykle.
I also remember the apology you were obliged to make when it became obvious you had fucked up.
I agree re the pre sixteen mentality Marc... though I suspect Mozza appeals to the socially inept, whereas Alanis appeals to the angry.
Fortunately I am neither, though if i wanted a rollicking good night out I wouldnt start it off with "william it was really nothing" to get me in the mood.
I always think Sing Me to Sleep gets everyone in the right mood for an evening of fun myself, or the unforgettable girlfriend in a coma.
I know it's serious.
Dylan is unbelievably overrated. A couple of brilliant albums but mostly it's unlistenable, nasel whining, hillbilly dross.
Let Jack of Hearts be exhibit A.
The man is not a poet. He's a singer. A pub singer at that.
I'm right. You're all wrong.
Whateveeerrrr.
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I heard bernard manning sing girlfriend in a coma once. I was at a works christmas dinner and was fucked off at the entertainment.. didnt expect to laugh at all... but oh, how that particular part cheered me up.
I think Morrissey's great. His lyrics are sometimes great and at other times hilariously ridiculous.
"In America, It brought you the hamburger, Well America you know where, You can shove your hamburger
And don't you wonder, Why in Estonia they say, Hey you, Big fat pig
You fat pig, You fat pig."
Anyone who's prepared to get up on stage and sing that is star in my book. After all, it's not all former front men of top indie bands who'd go all the way to Estonia to research their new record.
Or maybe he's going on hearsay?
Hmm. I think what you're missing out on, Liana, is the tongue in cheek. Or something. Morrissey's lyrics have always been utterly blunt and anti-poetic - therein lies the appeal. Don't think what you cite is among his finer works, but it's got that characteristic absurd heavy-handedness - which, consciously done, is the key to Morrissey humour. I think.
I *will* be buying that album....
I was trying to convince my wife that he wasn't up his own bum and is just awkward but as much as I admired him in his `hey Dey! , he was a 24 carrot plonka! But J Ross is .. funny, but there is something suspiciously creepy and .... I think it's because he's `honest` about himself that he thinks he can get away with being so crass, so flipping crass.
Watchable, squirmy type crass.
I think he was nervous and is obviously deeply shy.. but also hes unfortunately unpleasant, dismissive, uncharismatic... and crap.
He looked like an aging redcoat in stay pressed slacks when he was singing...If he was your dad, youd be mortified.
I dont care if his lyrics are meant to be tongue in cheek (and i suspect sadly that they are not)... even if they are, they are dull... dull as in not sharp, and dull as in zzzzzz..
Sorry, I dont buy into the Myth of the Mozza.
Have sneaking suspicion that he is a bit of a prat.. obviously didn't see this show BUT if anyone has taped it and would like to convert the tape to the american system (for about twenty quid, I think) and then mail it to Korea then let me know (I'll give you the address ho ho) ..because I'm still quite fascinated by him. Love The Smiths.
In the interviews I've seen of him he comes across as someone who is a bit like a politician.. i.e- he has this manner whereby he can be saying incredibly dull, uninspiring and uninteresting things and yet he gives his phrases this mystical, cryptic edge which belies the fact that what he is saying is actually mundane, boring cack.
A phrase like 'I have a cat'.. in Morrissey's way of speaking, would translate as-
'I have a cat but what do I mean when I say cat? ..and what do the letters C.A.T ACTUALLY denote.. if they denote anything at all.. AND if I do have a cat then is it big or small? ..it kind of reminds me of something someone said to me once.. hmm hmm.. oh yes'
Some sixties rock stars also suffer from this too.
Morrissey's hands are very interesting too.. he does very odd things with his hands when he's talking.
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Ah, the old so crap it's good argument. The ironic lowering of standards to baffle and confuse, thereby cunningly using superior intellect to bamboozle faux intelligent critics and listeners of top 40 chart commerciality; blurring the lines and redefining the criteria of high and low art. Genius? Too soon to say. Greatness must mature in the murky soil of time.
Mmmm, no, most of Mozza's stuff is awful. The Smiths were alright and occasionally brilliant. No singer has taken the mickey out of teenage angst quite like Mr Quiff in his smiths heyday.
The Puerto Ricans love him, apparently.
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I liked the Smiths.
WHAT SHE SAID
What she said:
"How come someone hasn't noticed
that I'm dead
and decided to bury me
God knows, I'm ready"
What she said was sad
but then, all the rejections she's had
to pretend to be happy
could only be idiocy
What she said was not for the job or
lover that she never had
What she read
all heady books
she'd sit and prophesise
(it took a tattooed boy from
Birkenhead
to really really open her eyes)
What she said:
"I smoke 'cos I'm hoping for an
early death
AND I NEED TO CLING TO SOMETHING !"
What she said:
"I smoke 'cos I'm hoping for an
early death
AND I NEED TO CLING TO SOMETHING !"
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