Im sure many people will find this info helpful.

That's very helpful. but how asout letting us know how we can find a copy in Britain?

Every single newsagent in my hometown doesn't stock it.

had a quick flick thru on way to work. looks like an interesting read. moz talking about 'radiodead' and 'oldplay'! also saying how much he likes and respects Bono + how he enjoyed liam gallagher's company on a recent flight to dublin!
also says how he thinks robbie williams is fantastic (apart from the voice and the songs!) and gives some thoughts (Anti Bush) on Iraq war plus September 11th.
generally he comes across as funny and generously spirited. bit of a shame it co-incides with the Morrissey solo legal action thing.
can't wait to buy it at lunchtime!

regards.
john steed, england

-Moz is (in his own words) three dotted 'i's away from signing with Sanctuary (will be given his own label and licence to sign whomever he likes)
-Spencer (who wrote the gorgeous 'Lost' and 'Wide to Receive') still works for Morrissey
-Moz really did give one of his songs to Nancy Sinatra and it's called ... 'Let me kiss you'
-Loads more great stuff too but I'd better get on with some work!

John Steed, England (again)

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http://www.morrissey-solo.com/discuss/index.cgi? noframes;read=110255

The Word article - typed out in full

Posted By: stu
Date: Saturday, 17 May 2003, at 9:38 p.m.

Great...while I was slaving away doing this someone's scanned that bugger!

I urge everyone to try and get a copy of the mag for themselves, as it's a small-scale enterprise produced with a genuine passion - if anyone cares about good writing on such subjects then your support couldn't be better placed.

Note that I've corrected the odd factual and typo as I've caught them (probably adding more as I go, for which I apologise).

Enjoy...

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Home Thoughts From Abroad

What makes this most English of Englishmen relocate to the most American of American cities? In 1998 Morrissey decamped to Clark Gable’s old Hollywood lair, exchanging Blighty’s court battles and disaffection for a new life, new inspiration and an exotic new fanbase. And, this weekend, a new passenger in his open-topped Jag: Andrew Harrison.

Morrissey is trying to drive and be nice at the same time. It is a sunny Good Friday afternoon in Los Angeles, he is pointing his eggshell blue Jaguar XK8 westwards along Wilshire Boulevard, and several feet behind his left ear a young woman in a Bob Marley bobblehat is hanging out of the passenger window of an enormous crimson SUV. "Morrissey! Morrissee!" she yells. Morrissey throws a strained smile back over his shoulder and at the same time tries to watch the traffic, which of course is on the wrong side of the road. The wheel wobbles in his hand. "Morrissey!" the girl cries. "Do you remember me?"

"That's what a lot of them say," Morrissey observes a couple of minutes later, after the excited fan has turned off Wilshire and disappeared with her story. "And how can you possibly answer them? Saying yes is worse than saying no. It can encourage troublesome behaviour. I usually say 'possibly'." Alongside us at the traffic lights, someone else has pulled out their cellphone and appears to be telling a friend who's pulled up next to them. While note exactly a household name here, Morrissey is famous enough among his sizeable and passionate group of enthusiasts to provoke a double-take if they encounter him in the street - much as he is in the UK. Morrissey drums his silver-ringed fingers on the wheel of the Jag and then turns up the stereo. And what is the soundtrack of his transplanted life in Los Angeles? The Red Hot Chili Peppers? Snoop Dogg? Rush Limbaugh and the bucketmouths of American talk radio? No, it's a BBC cassette of collected interviews with John Betjeman. "I do love making television programmes, " says the voice of Betjers, projected from the 1970s of Reithian power. "The engineers do all the work and I get all the credit." Morrissey sniggers in approval. Then he goes into one about the decline of standards of pronunciation on the radio. He can't stand the mania for regional accents in broadcasting, or people who say "Actually, yes" when they just mean "yes," or newsreaders who say "Bridish" when they mean "British". It's all too horrible.

Morrissey moved to Los Angeles five years ago, his relocation coinciding with a lengthy musical silence. He has not released an album since 1997's poorly-received Maladjusted and has been without a deal since Island Records declined to take up their option for a further two solo albums. A lot of things have changed in music since then, and many of them have left Morrissey seeming more disconnected than ever from what's happening in the UK. During the 80s, with The Smiths and in his early solo records like Everyday Is Like Sunday, he assembled an unprecedented and utterly unfamiliar persona for a pop singer - equal parts Philip Larkin, Oscar Wilde, Billy Fury and Les Dawson - and turned himself into the kind of star he had always worshipped as a teenager. The Smiths were far more than the moany student act of caricature: for the first and

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I've visited my local Borders' newsstand I don't know how many times since this interview was initially announced and they have never had it. I guess I'm settling for the scans on the web.