But love IS just a miserable lie. As Moz said.
And love is what you feel for a young puppy as Johnny Rotten said.
It’s a disease, a trick by nature, you can’t escape and leaving you truly dissapointed for the rest of your life.
Now if you are an artist, a writer, a poet and you want to be that artist, that writer and poet you have the option to stare that fact in the face, to be brave and confront it, as you should and write, sing or shout about it and expressing it.
Or you could accept it, buy a nice dvd Blu-ray player, collect all the things in music or films that you like, have Netflix, get lost on the internet, have a nicely filled refrigerator (mainly booze) and stay inside your own personal safe warm Lancashire home.
Like in a way many people have one.
Just as Moz has.
The fact he is still very much engaged in that specific Moz way, personal and artistically, as they are both the same thing, he released a great album and his life shows are f***ing great and attracts a wide audience,
means he has some stamina.
Boy, does he have some stamina.
He won’t give in.
He will fight til the last breath.