he he he died in a bizarre gardening accident ....

Is this a joke? I can't see this show in that link.

http://www.bbc.co.uk/pressoffice/proginfo/pdfs/rad io/week41/bbcradiowk41_thu.pdf
copy this link.

  It's true! yay. still haven't the foggiest on the alexander link tho...?!

if the link above doesn't work, click the link as on the original post, then click the pdf adobe thing for the 13th oct. and scroll down. see. ho hum.

Finally someone who agrees, it's
one of Mozs best works.

Well, people do disagree i know,
i don't mind.

There’s a piece called “I was Morrissey’s Drummer” in Q mag’s 2004 special edition, by Andrew McGibbon (aka Paresi) who was recruited as a candidate for the band by Stephen Street. Here are some excerpts, to whet appetites:

“I embodied everything that Morrissey despised: muso, session player, show-off technique and long hair”.

“If there is such a sport as Ninja Charades then we played it damn hard. The object of the game was to let Morrissey win. I was usually on his team as my knowledge of what were then relative obscurities like The L-Shaped Room or Whate Nation meant I posed a threat anywhere else”.

(After an all-night party) “Later that morning I confronted Morrissey about how wounded I’d been by his decision to use Smiths drummer Mike Joyce on the previous two singles [to Ouija Board, Ouija Board]. Morrissey always rose early for breakfast, and expecting to have only the dawn chorus for company found himself being talked to death by a sugar-crazed back-beater vomiting a fountain of hurt. In the face of my stinging early morning outburst he was an absolute gentleman and a personal connection was made between us, one that survived beyond the Kill Uncle sessions of 1990. But this wasn’t enough to prevent my ultimate demise.

Having finished drumming on My Love Life we headed off to the Camden Working Men’s Social Club for an evening of Rockabilly Pride and Celtic Hover Skittles. Once inside, surrounded by quiffed and tattooed bopsters, some of whom would go on to become future band members, Morrissey leant on the wall and said, ”I’m in heaven Andrew, I completely belong here, these are my people… this is where I’ve always wanted to be!” I knew then I was fired”