My own dad is just hanging on. About to go. You hear songs such as this, in 1992, and suddenly it is your life.
I was listening to Tank Park Salute yesterday; you’ve given it a new lease of life for me.
I personally would love to see that. Fingers crossed etc.
Given that the ‘proper’ duet (with Siouxie) involved each artist operating in separate studios, and at different times, my hunch would be that...
You’re struggling today: very repetitive. Boring even. Slide, on your belly, back into your slimy abode. Morrissey’s bright light is clearly...
In all honesty I’m amazed he’s playing these massive venues. Battersea aside, it was unheard of pre Quarry, in the UK. And, frankly, the gigs at...
Were you born in a barn? This is scarcely new news.
You are a pantomime stooge; a special type of idiot. Do you have anymore pithy one liners? I’m starting to enjoy you.
Your credibility is on the floor. But stay a while before you crawl back under your stone. My kids are loving laughing at you, as Morning Starship...
You’re being humiliated tonight. Partly, by your own self. Quite an achievement for pond life.
Don’t be daft, what kind of place do you think this is? Many wouldn’t own Morrissey’s version of Suedehead.
Just because you’re identity hinges on Morrissey being defined as a racist, it doesn’t mean everyone else here has to salvage your ego. Good grief.
I expect the billing would have to be reversed in Europe?
Then you’d love this place, especially with your interests, I think. It fascinates me.
It’s wonderfully made. And a great insight into the psychology of fandom, and the related hatred that claims the naive and narcissistic....
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