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posted by davidt
on Tuesday June 29 2004, @08:00AM
John, England writes:
The light that never goes out by Dorian Lynskey, The Guardian
Excerpt:
Back on the Pyramid Stage, Morrissey is preceded by a recording of someone listing all the things they hate. If it was Morrissey's own shit list, we could be here 'til Wednesday. Musically Morrissey is in his best form for years, but as his stomach-clenching Jonathan Ross appearance demonstrated, he'll never be a man of the people. He's certainly not one to do a McCartney and perform 75% Smiths material, and his patter verges on antagonistic. "Thank you everybody, or thank you some of you. Thank you most of you." This leaves each spectator to wonder if they personally have some how offended him.
None the less he's quite the showman. with a band dressed as 1950s Soho gangsters and his name up in huge Vegas-style lights: red, to match his shirt. After a slow start which speaks only to the hardcore fan rather than the floating voter, he crashes into the anthems: Every day is like Sunday, and a glorious There is a Light that Never Goes out. He eggs it flamboyantly to the strains of My Way. Regrets.? He's had a few, but then again, too few to mention.
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I've always hated that phrase 'a man of the people'. It seems to me that in order to be a man of the people, you have to satisfy everyone at all times, pandering to every little whim they have, regardless of what YOU really want to say or do.
Morrissey has never been a man of the people.
Morrissey is a man of his people.
VIVA MOZ