I just realized, after all these years thinking I liked or even possibly, loved the Smiths: I don't. I don't like the Smiths. The Smiths were a bunch of effete Brit artiste wannabe rockabilly hillbillies. You know what I do like?
I like Morrissey. And he got better, later.
I like Johnny Marr. And he got way better, later.
And I love How Soon Is Now. That song did not come from Earth.
I like Morrissey. And he got better, later.
I like Johnny Marr. And he got way better, later.
And I love How Soon Is Now. That song did not come from Earth.
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I also love "Please, Please, Please Let Me, Let Me, Let Me, (Let Me) Get What I Want (This Time)." That song's aces.
I can play it on guitar. I can sing that thing to sleep.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aNYv3PHPd6M
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And then...other times, I kind of wish there was some intervening approval process.
But who can I rely on for that, right? You have to stand up and own your own responsibilities. At some point, you just have to.
Because it ain't going to help you to not.