FuckedUpFestiveFifty #23: A (Final) Morrissey Devotion

#23: Morrissey –Speedway (1994) “Devious, truculent and unreliable”, declared the High Court Judge, identifying certain traits of character that undermined the integrity of Morrissey’s evidence. Mike Joyce won the case, a redistribution of Smiths royalties that need not concern us here – for you know what? I’m deeply enamoured with Steven Patrick’s devious and truculent … Continue reading FuckedUpFestiveFifty #23: A (Final) Morrissey Devotion

A Morrissey Devotion: Used To Be A Sweet Boy / The Lazy Sunbathers

When this series of Vauxhall And I-related posts began, back when LGM was fresh-faced and a complete stranger to the mechanics of cynicism, I wrote something long and sprawling that attempted to articulate why it’s this album, above all the others Morrissey has been involved with, that leaves me breathless (indeed, I could go further; … Continue reading A Morrissey Devotion: Used To Be A Sweet Boy / The Lazy Sunbathers

A Morrissey Devotion: Lifeguard Sleeping, Girl Drowning

Words about Morrissey, the reflexive urge to deploy highly specific nodes of terminology. Phrases such as structure, depth, precisely paced, they clamour for inclusion, a direct symptom of a poetic narrative. There’s an astonishing amount of craft and guile to the construction of a Morrissey song – it’s present in the lyrics, but just as … Continue reading A Morrissey Devotion: Lifeguard Sleeping, Girl Drowning

A Morrissey Devotion: Why Don’t You Find Out For Yourself

The second half of Vauxhall And I, it isn’t boy racers. There’s no explicit grandstanding or playing to the gallery; the Karen and Sharon-loving David from Dagenham – his head full of clouds, his mouth stuffed with pie – he’s still a couple of albums away. Instead, a suite of songs defined by a graceful, … Continue reading A Morrissey Devotion: Why Don’t You Find Out For Yourself

A Morrissey Devotion: The More You Ignore Me, The Closer I Get

Flow. A tracklist assembled with intricate precision – it’s one of the reasons behind a semi-drunk, densely-worded music blog growing just that teensy-weensy bit tearful whenever Vauxhall And I struts towards the stereo (and I haven’t just admitted that, have I?). And so ‘Hold On To Your Friends’ begets the buzzing grandeur of ‘The More … Continue reading A Morrissey Devotion: The More You Ignore Me, The Closer I Get

A Morrissey Devotion: Now My Heart Is Full

The mechanics of devotion; Morrissey as, essentially, a literary creature. Songs sculpted by narrative inflexion. Songs populated by caricature, such delicious grotesques. Loafing oafs in all-night chemists. Just some rain-coated lovers’ puny brothers – these are characters from Beckett, not denizens of disposable, three minute slices of pop. ‘Now My Heart Is Full’ is a … Continue reading A Morrissey Devotion: Now My Heart Is Full