Last night I was feeling ok, was listening to Morrissey, Late night, maudlin street came on which I love and within about 2 minutes I was crying, totally gone, so I put it off. The bf said jesus thats sad, no wonder your crying listening to that moaning droaning ****
Yes, he's as comforting as a basket of warm blankets with a pile of kittens sleeping on top.Yeah, he's like a warm blanket, or petting a kitten. Actually like a fusion of both.
He's got such a lovely and extraordinary way of transmiting exactly what I feel. Aren't his songs like an 'unconditional friend'? as in, his music is always with you when you need it/he knows how you feel/shares his pain with you.
To be fair someone very close to me is very sick right now
Yes, he's as comforting as a basket of warm blankets with a pile of kittens sleeping on top.
He's also a big help when I'm feeling anxious. Without overanalyzing it, I think probably when I'm upset or worried it helps me to commiserate, and also to think of how happy it makes me to go see him. It's not all about sharing your depression, b/c I feel nothing but joy to watch Moz onstage doing what makes him happy.
This is why I can't have Morrissey on my mp3 player, I'll get to emotional on the bus, at the gym. It isn't wise to listen while your out.I enjoy putting my ipod on shuffle of all Morrissey or Smiths songs. This is dangerous. One minute I was singing along to Vicar in a Tutu, then crying like a baby when Asleep came on. To be fair someone very close to me is very sick right now
When I am upset, the need to hear Him becomes a physical ache...when I am finally able to wrap his voice around me it is a blessed relief. He's remarkable. Ahhhhh Mozzer, where would we be without you??
Aww bless you,
thats how it feels for me too
It's nice to be amongst people who "get" it. A friend of mine said to me the other day "what is it about him? you're obsessed!" unfortunately said friend is a fan of Westlife; how would he ever understand?