I love this song so much and play it regularly.
"My only mistake is I'm hoping". So many people can relate to this simple line. Hope is great but it can prevent people to move on in their life in desperate situations.
Gorgeous ballad with excellent lyrics...yet it's a bit too long and feels a bit repetitive and...noisy...towards the end. This is a song that, even though it's great, isn't as strong as it 'should' be. But at the end of the day, still a solid 8/10.
Even though the 'I'm hoping' but at the end goes on a bit, the main guts of the song is phenomenal. Even though I'm not entirely sure what the specifics of the lyrics are talking about, it has that dreamy 'Vauxhall ' vibe - lush music, and a soaring vocal melody. Personally, I think this is way better than any of the tracks on 'Maladjusted', which is something I can say for quite a few of the B Sides in this period.
I really think Morrissey was on a roll and getting back on form on these post 'Maladjusted' 97 sessions - it's one of the real losses of the era that all we ended up with were a few B sides, then years in the wilderness without a record deal. A full album produced by Danton Supple would have been the next logical step if he still had a record deal in '98, and it might well have been a cracker. Oh well - we'll never know, I guess.
It's a shame that this and Lost were recorded too late to appear on Maladjusted as they would have improved that album no end. I don't think it's an absolutely top tier composition, but it has a mature lyric and would have been a very fitting album closer. I remember when I bought Roy's Keen that I was surprised by how much better the b-sides were to the song (foolishly) chosen as the single.
In the poll on the Hoffman board it ranked 73rd from 264 solo songs.
A song about how all the great things youve done seem worthless when you’re depressed and nothing seems to be in place. Really good song. Not as much there lyrically but it suits the music beautifully and it has such a neat vocal melody. I don’t seem it out but love it when it comes on
It was one of those Manchester late afternoons where the sun is low and right into your eyes when I bought this from HMV and whacked it into the discman; for that counted as 'instant grat' in those days.
Roy's Keen, I'd already heard, Lost mesmerised me and Edges lost me.