Although I can't keep myself from checking this site every day, I must say that it also makes me very angry. There's something so wrong about this whole thing. You make it seem like The Smiths where only a prelude to a 'brilliant' solo career, which is, of course, not true.
THE SMITHS! You have no idea how happy it made me to hear this so called 'depressing' tones! In the spring of 1984, when for the first time in my life I managed to trust people and found the love of my life. Yes, listening to The Smiths - which isn't the same as listening to just Morrissey, because is was the mixture, the chemistry with the hugely talented Johnny Marr, without whom we would never have heard of Steven at all - is a strange thing: to be happy and melangolic at the same time. Music that was more 'me' I had never heard and never heard again. And the sleeves, the brilliant interviews!
How I tried to keep that feeling, after the group disbanded. Yes, I followed him, and no, it was never the same again, and believe me, I tried. For twelve @#!!!ing years I wanted to believe in a 'marriage' that just didn't work anymore. I didn't dare to admit that the spark had gone. There's not a single song that can stand in the shadow of something like 'Reel' or 'William', the sleeves seemed to be made by an lesser talented epigonist, only the interviews stayed brilliant as ever, but I couldn't face the facts. I found comfort in collecting one weak single after another, in playing them over and over again 'till they stuck (which they couldn't by themselves).
And then, finally, came the concert in Tilburg, october 1999. I sang along, and yes, I loved him. But is was the last goodbye. After that it just wasn't the same anymore. Was he just an image I created, because I so desperately needed someone who was the same as me, I asked myself, or did he really change? He looked like a cardboard image, unreal in the wrong way.
I sold all my Moz-stuff, made a brilliant compilation of the best of the first two years and decided to say goodbye. Will it ever be the same again? I don't really care. But I can't really believe that Morrissey is happy with this mediocer band and all the tastelessness. Why on earth does he need a record deal if he's got nothing to say anymore? And why, why, why do you keep worshipping this man?