scattered reflections

Tuesday, June 15

Surrogate Whiner

Morrissey on the radio, suicide bombers in Iraq, friends out of work, and the daily stream of homeless people on our front porch. . .life continues in spite of our best efforts to stop it. To tell you the truth, hearing Morrissey on the radio this morning was nice. He was my surrogate whiner during the 80s and I can't help but smile a little every time I hear his voice. I never could stomach much of his melodramatic bitchiness. . .but his trance-inducing lyrical phrasing always got my attention for some reason. The combo of his vocal and Johnny Marr's guitar work was synergistic pop at its best. He probably won't ever match that. I haven't heard his newest CD except for the snippet this morning on the radio. From what little I heard it sounded more "Smithish" than other solo efforts so I'll probably give it a listen sometime.