Attention all permanent residents and day-patients.
This thread is an invaluable resource to help me in my 'social cleansing' of this site so I can enjoy it as I choose. From reading these 'comments' I can just put so many potential trolls and 'miscreant misanthropic misfits' on pre-emptive 'Ignore List' status without ever having the dubious pleasure of them attempting to interact with me on this site! Wonderful! I will arrange for my secretary, Sharon, to consign so many of you to the limbo of my 'Ignore List'. It's great that DavidT has tweaked the site architecture so you can all be consigned to the appropriate circle of Hell Dante has added for Internet Sociopaths. lol! etc.
The attempts to communicate with me are now quite febrile and rabid but they will absolutely fail. #trollgiantfail
What a treasure trove of malicious gossip and 'social narcissism'! This site is really a challenger for the 'Internet time capsule' project I'm working on at Artangel. Thank you all for sharing your pathologies over the years and I hope you can find/fund the appropriate treatment wherever you reside.
'The Audience mirrors The Artist mirrors The Audience'. Unfortunately, unless and until Morrissey has an appropriate 'epiphany' and publicly apologises for some of his hateful statements (the Madonna 'Baby David' incident being the prime offence, as expertly identified by DavidT) he has absolutely no ethical authority to reign you trolls, orcs, gargolyes in. But I do. I've had a love/hate/indifference relationship with Morrissey over the years. I've been on this site in so many guises, disguises, 'real', assumed, fake that it's headspinning. I even pretended to be someone 'IRL' who was a big-headed enemy at school, that had to stop when he took legal action to prevent me using his name. But I'm man enough to 'suck it up' and to follow through on the whole point of the 'Morrissey' experience, even if Morrissey remains el plotto losto.
I shall return to this site if and when new recordings become legitimately available to purchase and support. Until then, I offer Morrissey an unreserved apology for any and all disses, 'shades' and insults I have directed towards him in the past whilst inappropriately using his oeuvre to navigate my own existential voyage, even though he has never apologised for his various insults towards me as an audience member (Roundhouse, etc). I am very pleased that Morrissey regards retirement as 'wishful thinking' and I hope he continues into his 80s. Most of all, I hope he finds a way to purge, expunge, dessicate, eradicate the poisons that disfigure 'the mirror'. These are desperate times which call for a desperate artistic response. I will end my current brief sojourn on this site by repeating/rephrasing the views I expressed in the thread 'Appalled because of no Smiths/Morrissey songs at Opening Ceremony':
I am a member of the Audience, both when I listen to Morrissey's recorded consumer products and when I attend his curated consumer expriences. I find much to admire in his work and remain fascintated by his morbid journey through the delusions of 'fame' and its' attendant delusional concept of 'fans'.
I agree with Ran Prieur that 'no one who understands fame wants to be famous' and also that 'fame is a mental illness in the followers of the famous person'. I would add that 'fame is a mental illness in any person who accepts the preconditions of fame, whether the 'star' or the 'fan'. Ipso facto: if Morrissey accepts the construct of fame, he is experiencing a dysfunctional mental state. There is no shame in this. As I stated in the thread 'Article: Jemma Pixie Hixon covers "Asleep"', I have experienced a number of such challenging mental afflictions, specifically extremities of agoraphobia similar to Ms Jemma Pixie Hixon. Having recovered, I see the beauty in such suffering, wherever it may occur and I wish to be a beacon towards recovery by my every word and action. I do not accept 'fame' as a meaningful concept so it's therefore impossible for me to be a 'fan' of anyone or anything. Morrissey stated 'fame' was the only worthwhile adventure in life:
http://bit.ly/O5Pand
As the whole supporting superstructure of 'fame' collapses around his ears due to the Internet demolishing the gatekeepers who priviliged him initially: I am interested in seeing how he resolves this existential error or continues in the delusions which increasingly seem to frustrate him and deprive him of artistic growth and reward. I am on this website to observe The Collapse Of Fame, using Morrissey as a particularly interesting example. Paul McCartney as a study subject would also be interesting. There were many contenders for this project. Morrissey's articulation of the 'Fame' is almost as compelling as that of Lady Gaga. Sadly, it would not be possible to conduct this experimental project with Gaga's 21 million Twitter followers, so this is a necessary compromise.
I am no 'fan' of Morrissey. I am a member of his Audience. There's a real difference. Once implies co-dependent neurosis, one implies physchological health and mutual respect. Morrissey's behaviour is sometimes verging on contemptuous of his audience (refusing to budget for video screens at Manchester arena being the latest). It's become a cliche to quote the lines from 'I Know It's Over' but they remain apposite:
"It's so easy to laugh, it's so easy to hate. It takes guts to be gentle and kind".
No doubt this, possibly, final post on my brief return to this site will intoxicate the viva-haters who Morrissey so fatefully culivated, but as Jemma Pixie Dixon so lucidly states:
"Our Haters Are Our Motivators!♡".
She may well transform into a complete and totally bona-fide Emily Dickinson 'genius' if her interpretative work is any guide. I also like her first single, but it's a bashful toe in the water. The ridiculous misanthropic and misogynistic response to her cover of 'Asleep' was almost as toxic as this thread/ ward of bedlam is.
Morrissey loves/hate his 'audience/fans' who love/hate him in return. Mirrors. Projections, etc. It's all rather fascinating, deeply enterataining but sometimes completely poisonous. My teenage children are 'into' Moz even though their mates regards him as just another 'Festival Dad'. They laugh along at my postings, but they heed my advice not to register and offer their own fledgling views and interpretations of Morrissey's canon. They see the sociopaths and the puerility exhibited and, especially, the repeated mauling of 'newbies' by the self-appointed myrmidons who imagine they are the gatekeepers / tastemakers / mover and shakers as they thrash about in their Internet Identity Disorders.
Morrissey simply has to either buy this site or otherwise efffect its' total destruction. It may well remain as his 'internet presence' long after the corporations that he seeks to engage have vanished into the oblivion of the new Digital Exploitation Economy. His failure to understand the implications of the Internet and World Wide Web in terms of his 'legacy reputation' is very tragic, but he has remained mired in a model of artist/audience that is now mostly irrelevant. Like everyone else, his music and words have just become 'software' for the 'gaming experience' of social networking pathologies such as this site. As the horrors of Facebook, LastFM and Spotify obliterate the final defence of the Artist against the marauding 'fan-atics', he will be left hopelessly adrift from the meta-narrative and discourse. He will be consumed by gossip and trivia, as this utterly ridiculous and poisonous thread so expertly highlights. Perhaps 'BigMusic' can restore order but, as the prescient deabates at 'The Trichordist' suggest, this battle over intellectual property rights between Bastiat and the 'Freetards' appears to have been won by the 'consumers', not the Artists. The artist/corporate curated 'playlists' known as LPs/CDs are dead, Morrissey will just become another data blip on Spotify like everyone else.
http://thetrichordist.wordpress.com/
It is not my intention to enter into detailed discussion of this comment, although my secretary, Ms Sharon McCormick may find time to address appropriate, respectful and interesting feedback on my behalf.
The attempts of the 'inmates' to counter this comment with 'smart-arse one liners', jpegs sourced from 'I Can Haz Cheezburger / Lolcats' or elsewhere will only amplify the validity of the thesis put forward. There are increasingly desperate attempts by Trolls here to communicate with me, even though I have banished them to a 'permanent dimension of pain' called the 'Ignore List'. Please, please, just put me on your 'ignore list'. I have no desire to help you, you need to help yourselves. I have all the 'cafe society' discussions I could ever need or want 'in real life' with the Morrissey Cognoscenti'. Of course, they mostly would not dream of demeaning themselves by 'appearing live on stage' at Morrissey-Solo. com with the performing seals/trolls. But I am very.....very......special as many here intuitively realise. I'm here for a reason, my mission is accomplished. This site will be forever lionised purely on the basis of this one comment. This site isn't about Morrissey and hasn't been for years. It's a time capsule for a very interesting experiment in digital communication between the Artist and the Audience. And between the psychotic 'fan-atic' and the equally disturbed 'star/celebrity'.
regards......