on Saturday October 06 2001, @09:00AM
Excerpt from "This Disarming Man: In Defense of Morrissey":
Living in exile in Los Angeles, a million cultural miles from his native Manchester, Morrissey presently has no record deal, no publishing deal, no manager, and no real place within the record industry. He is the ultimate anti-star, an icon for those who don’t belong.
While there are numerous people on hand to attest to how difficult Morrissey is — how he rejects the very friends who love and support him, and so forth — one wonders whether it’s actually his piercing, unsentimental honesty which they can’t handle.
For here is an artist who for the last decade has simply refused to play the pop game — a singer who, to paraphrase Herman Melville’s Bartleby the Scrivener, "would prefer not to". A man whose withering wit lays waste to all around it, and who is equally honest about the painful isolation this creates.
Excerpt from Johnny Marr interview:
You last saw Morrissey three years ago – what were the circumstances, and have you talked to him in the past year?
We have to have a certain amount of communication on and off, like when that hideous record [The Very Best of The Smiths] came out. But there isn't any active feud with Morrissey. And if something ever does crop up, and I hear on the net that he's said something about me onstage, it always seems to me to be about publicity. So I can't even go there, because I don't know if it's people just trying to wind us up or whatever. It is very, very simple: if we were to get together and hang out, we could only do one of two things. One would be to sit around and discuss what a great time or what a strange time we had in, say, California, or when we did Top of the Pops, and that just seems a massive waste of time. Or the other thing would be to make music together, and neither of us wants to do that. Because it would just be one god-almighty wind-up. When we got together in Manchester in… I guess it was the mid-to-late '90s, I went round to see him and we went for a drive, and it was very cordial and very pleasant. And we did that a couple of times, but after doing it a couple of times, when we met again it was almost kind of like thumb-twiddling time, and, like, 'When are we gonna get the guitars out?' And I just didn't really feel inspired to do that.