I love hearing stories about how Moz / The Smiths first entered peoples conciousness, so this bit was a gem:

"I shall tell you my own story, my own case history, although there is nothing original about it either. Maybe it can still reveal some hitherto uncovered aspects of Morrissey's fearsome power.

I was listening to Radio City(1) in the summer of 1987, probably in the beginning of August, and playing with my Lego-blocks in my room in Mikkola, which is a 1970"s suburb built into the middle of the forest in Vantaa(2). I was fourteen, and aware that I shouldn't have been playing with Lego-blocks anymore, but not aware of what I should have been doing. On the radio, the presenter Outi Popp informed us of the fact that the Smiths were breaking up. I don't know where I had encountered the name of this band before, because until then I had been reading Suosikki(3) which - wisely - still does its best to hide from children what is essential in pop music."

hope you don't dislocate a shoulder while patting yourself on the back

I liked it a lot - very pleasant read. Not sure about the overuse of Simpson's own words though.

broken

I enjoyed every word... thanx for sharing ;^)

Jay

Well, I made it about halfway through. Now, back to watching my fern grow.