An article in tomorrow's Sunday Independent offers an interesting perspective on Moz.

The theme of the article is summed up in the title and sub-heading: "THE LAST GREAT POP ECCENTRIC. Do we still need Morrissey? Surely no. But then again he may be the best thing we've got. "

Expect further articles prior to the British leg of his current tour. The Guardian and The Observer, as well as the daily Independent are among the broadsheets likely to discuss Mozzer and what he stands for, as well as offering the usual concert review.

Can't remember whether you've put this up yet (I don' think I've seen it) but it looks as if 13th November is on!

Found this review of Morrissey's Coachella performance at spin.com. They also have a couple of pictures. One of Moz sans shirt and another of a Moz fan. Excerpt:

One out of every three or four fans on day one were sporting Morrissey or Smiths T-shirts. Although Beck was the event's headliner, the Mozzer, who canceled his rare engagement at the House of Blues in Las Vegas just two days earlier, was the hands down crowd favorite. While Perry Farrell (a bizarre solo set complete with costumed dancers and a drum'n'bass Led Zeppelin cover), acid jazz collective Medeski, Martin and Wood, human beat box Rahzel, and DJ Shadow turned in crowd-pleasing sets under the hot, desert sun (temperatures exceeded 100 degrees on both days), the crowd was there for one reason.

As the sun began to set, the tents and concession stands emptied, and the field in front of the main stage filled with eager, loyal fans (a large percentage of which were representing the Mozzer's sizeable Chicano following; quiffed hair, cuffed blue jeans, classic cars out in the massive lot). Up until the moment DJ Liquid Todd put away his vinyl after warming up the main stage (a smart between set novelty that helped quell crowd tension and impatience) and the lights turned a dramatic blue, it was unclear whether or not Morrissey would play at all. When he finally took the stage, the 40-year old icon didn't disappoint his worshippers despite a muddy sound system and the absence of former creative partner Johnny Marr, who was rumored to be at the show as part of Beck's band. Despite Marr's absence, Morrissey resurrected three Smiths classics (by far the most he's ever performed solo), "Is It Really So Strange," "Meat is Murder," and the encore "Last Night I Dreamt That Somebody Loved Me."

#14 CORNERSHOP BURNING IMAGES OF MORRISSEY

October, 1992. The revolution, of a kind, started here. The seeds were planted a couple of months earlier when Morrissey, for so long the sacred cow of right-on indie, danced with a Union Jack onstage in Finsbury Park. Then Cornershop, a bunch of situationist chancers from Preston, turned up on the steps of Parlophone to burn posters of him. It looked at the time like a stunt to draw attention to a bunch of clever, albeit barely competent, riot grrrl affiliates who'd never released a record. But then Morrissey drifted off into bitter semi-obscurity, and the scathing, potent, proudly Anglo-Asian voice of Tjinder Singh became one of the decade's cultural touchstones. And how many Number Ones has Moz had since? Eh?