
Originally Posted by
Ben Chill
I agree with the general sentiments of this thread.
Having bought everything The Smiths released (and a few things they didn't) as soon as they were in the shops I also miss that excitement of waiting to visit the record shop.
The internet has a lot to answer for, but it's here and we have to deal with it.
Of course the 'net gives us so much more that it would be foolish to resent it just because it has changed the music business.
I grew up in a place called Wythenshawe in south Manchester. It was and still is a very large housing estate mostly populated by people on a low income or unemployed.
When I first heard The Smiths all those years ago it changed my life. Strange as it may seem to some people I suddenly found something that I didn't even know I was looking for. A religious experience perhaps, as my whole life ever since has included this man, Morrissey.
His words were so special to a teenage boy with high hopes but low expectations.
Nothing mattered to me as much as the words and music of The Smiths. Every line was a celebration, a condemnation but with humour and intelligence that was unmatched in the pop music world, at least as far as I knew at the time.
So on the day a new record was released it was so important to me that even as a poor, working class boy who had no income whatsover and no parents to give me money, I somehow managed to raise the cash to get the bus into Manchester city centre and buy it.
And of course I read every line and verse, every credit and etched slogan that was on the sleeve and record on the journey home.
Those days are gone, but his music still retains that same importance in my life.
He has grown from a young man walking the streets of social housing in south Manchester into a man of wealth and influence.
I too have grown. (groan)
So his maturity produces a different kind of song than that made by the youth working hard to break out of the grubby estate.
My life changed too, it happens to most of us, and hopefully I have matured a bit along the way.
So the songs have changed, the music has changed, the way we first get to hear and own the recordings has changed. But for me, when I eventually sit down on my own and listen to that man sing I still feel the same as I did as a young guy listening to Hand In Glove, Ask, Strangeways, Meat Is Murder, Well I Wonder, Barbarism.. etc., the list is a long one.
With the single exception of some song about a plane crash in 1958 I have loved everything Morrissey has released as a solo artist.
And this new album is another perfect reminder of why my life changed.
Cheers Moz.