Thus speaks the self-made millionaire who has spent his entire career looking out for himself and financially screwing everyone else, whilst maintaining that he is unable to recognise this thing called 'society' from which he feels wholly alienated, and that people are generally overrated. Morrissey embodies Thatcherism: he is a product of his era. He only decries Thatcherism because he still thinks it serves his commercial interests to do so - how Thatcherist is that? He may affect to be a socialist, but everything about him declares him to be a dyed in the wool Conservative - not least his views on immigration.
This is a telling observation and one that blights Morrissey's reputation. Like the mainstream press with regard to mainstream parties, he scrupulously avoids any interviewer who might bring all this to the table so he could defend himself. His banal songs about disputes with ex-employees, band members and tax, immigration and benefit Jobsworth officials are sometimes amusing "smelly uniform" jokes, but about as cutting edge as someone writing songs about a dysfunctional washing machine and how they had to spend months chasing up the insurance guarantee. Solipsism and narcissism, but in that Morrissey is entirely conventional product and mirror of his society. If he's avoided UK tax to fund groups fighting peacefully and legitimately for animal rights, a United Ireland and English Republicanism, then good luck to him. If he's spent all his dosh gained from being based somewhere with less tax on candles, designer shirts and 5 star hotel digs, then that's his choice and none of our business, like his sexuality. But he can't avoid the questions forever. Elton John went through his candles, flowers and designer bling phase before he came out, straightened (sic) up and got sober. I know Moz has no such issues, but it would be cool if he was a bit more forthcoming about the basis of his anger towards the UK, and it's legitimacy. the fearless press will no doubt probe him next time he's too fey to use his own salt grindr...
The NME 'racism' furore was the final straw, given that he did not get a retraction, did not allow the tape that allegedly exonerates him to be broadcast, and, having made a huge song and dance of it, exhausted all goodwill in support of him, only to agree to the usual gangster silence of English Tort: the final refuges of the wealth scoundrels in the House of Common Frauds. Surely he can see that now makes him one of them in may regards, not one of us, who cannot afford to 'protect our reputation' at £500 per hour for a brief, with no Legal Aid. But let's keep this in perspective. Stalin was a careerist 'socialist', as is Kim Jong Eun. That's why Psy is easily the most important pop culture figure on the planet. K-Pop dancing in the face of nuclear state terrorist threats. a total defiance of war and disorder. and consumerism. Yet people think 'Gangnam' and 'Gentleman' are 'superficial'? Easily the most profound musical and lyrical statements around. It's their Riverdance moment, but far more important. I can't wait to get to Seoul. Moz was there, but probably didn't 'get' K-Pop's beserk punk defiance, because, y'know, it uses drum machines and sexy dancers, so it must be rubbish. People used to say that to me in the 70s when I had both Abba and Zeppelin albums alongside Bowie and Sabbath. Same pseuds infest this place, encouraged by Moz's autistic cultural choices, which come from 14 year old playground insecurity. He'd have lasted 5 minutes at Birmingham Oratory. Good job he went to a crap school, not a posh grammar like wot we did, innit. [product may contain traces of irony]
Moz turned a page with this statement. If he now reverts to making puns on the manes of celebrity couples and chefs, then he's back in the garbage bin. But he might have had a genuine catharsis as he looked out at events from his luxury hotel suite yesterday. I hope so. He really did have a blinder of an opening blast of art as a young man, often transcending the influences he'd so stealthily cherry-picked like a blackbird. Some of those influences are well known as he publishes them as propaganda (Dolls, etc). Some are not known, but obvious to those in the know who remember a shy lad from Manchester sniffing around the in-crowd at the salon. He did great work in his youth, it would be wonderful if he is now inspired by his visceral hatred of Thatcher to return to relevance. Many were traumatised as youth by the Thatcher years, including me. There was no internet, only samizdat publications like the NME, which Moz expertly gamed for his career progression. I don't think any amount of wealth and fame necessarily heals trauma wounds, whether from child sexual, pedagogic or political abuse. If it did, we wouldn't have dead lottery winners found in bed coked to oblivion. The same applies to the whole post-war pop and rock hedonism and anhedonia tropes. This was all done and dusted by Hollywood Babylon 30s: pleasure and wealth do not make you happy by themselves, nor does fame. Compensation Is Not A Cure. It doesn't matter if you win the lottery of gambling, boxing, pop star or business: you still have to face up to the horrors of youth in the ghetto, council estate or suburban torpor. In Every Dream Home A Heartache: Barbarism Begins At Home. A Rush and a Push..the personal is the political, no exceptions. If you drive an ice-cream van or spend your days in the torpor and boredom of a 5 star hotel or on disability benefits in 'Mom's Basement': the work is the same. Grow up, grow a pair, be a man. Or a woman. Become the blueprint your God, Fate or Destiny intended. Move from victim script to survivor, accepting many are innocent casualties.
Bowie seems to have realised that most of his life has been wasted chasing phantoms of wealth and fame. He took a decade off to reflect. But I told him all this in 1973. He was very, very interested in my ideas, but had to do the drugs and shopping thing. And the fame thing. Like Moz and Elton did (though Moz missed the drug ting other than occassional 'Interesting Drug' excursions. what an amazing song!)
We're all on a 'journey' despite Oprah ruining that word. and Tom Cruise. This site is important. I wish the Mods would stop playing games with the 'authenticity of anonymity'. There was no 'sock puppet' from Paul Brennan, it was someone in his BrummieBoy rehearsal crew/team trying to help him along, but causing him gip. But he's a forgiving type and his record is very, very important. I'll review his work shortly.
enough! 5:41 am, up since 4:00am. Like Thatcher! Except my 'will to power' is a war on disorderly memes, not on innocent Argentine conscripts. If anyone can show me where she publicly remonstrated with Kelvin Mackenzie over 'Gotcha!' or Hillsboro, then I'll shut up. Until then: Burn In Hell Maggie. We burned another effigy of you at dawn and scattered your ashes in the nearby Severn river to float down to rest upon the bones of Richey Manic, another victim of your tyranny, who was so scared that the concentrations camps were returning that he jumped, despite my pleas. Rest in Peace, Richey. Burn in Hell, Maggie. Don't go back to sleep, Morrissey! And throw out a rockabilly punk 1 day session of 'Kill Uncle-Redux
irector's Cut', I've changed my mind again, there's some worth there beyond another pointless consumer scam Loudness Wars remaster.
Make it so!
Come out fighting Moz. If you've f***ed up, fess up and move on like the rest of us have to do.