Tag Archives: Morrissey

Dear Hero in Prison — Quotes From Morrissey’s Autobiography

Well, I’ve read that book. You know, the fastest-selling music bio­graphy ever. And while it would be hideously indec­or­ous of me to review it – espe­cially since Morrissey was kind enough not to men­tion my bio­graphy of him – I will say this: It cer­tainly didn’t dis­ap­point. In lieu of a review, here are some espe­cially cherished […]

Will Morrissey Have The Last Laugh — Again?

 ‘Has any book in recent memory not actu­ally about wiz­ards pro­voked so much interest?’ Mark Simpson on the most eagerly-anticipated music bio­graphy ever. C4 News, 14 October, 2013 MORRISSEY HAS ALWAYS enjoyed the last laugh. His entire career has been based on it. Back in the 1980s, when he was in his pomp as the pompadoured […]

Coz Everything That You Say Rings True

The last of the fam­ous inter­na­tional play­boys are Bowie, Bolan, Devoto and me.” — Morrissey Perhaps it’s just Bolan, Devoto and Morrissey now.

Morrissey Hasn’t Changed — We Have

Morrissey is always going to dis­ap­point those who want him to be some kind of ‘singing Stephen Fry with a quiff’, argues Mark Simpson  Originally appeared on The Spectator Arts Blog Because the 80s is the dec­ade that actu­ally ended the 20th Century – the 90s was just an after-party clean-up oper­a­tion – it’s also the decade […]

Shelagh Delaney Finally Sails on the Alley Alley-Oh

Shelagh Delaney the Salford-born child-prodigy author of the ground-breaking, hugely influ­en­tial — and touch­ingly funny — 1958 play ‘A Taste of Honey’ died at the week­end from can­cer, aged 71. Below is a clas­sic Monitor pro­file of Delaney and Salford from 1960, dir­ec­ted by Ken Russell, no less. Fifty years on Delaney the pro­vin­cial work­ing class girl comes across […]


A Nation Turns Its Back and Gags

I shall never be able to play The Smiths again without think­ing of Prime Minster David Cameron and Foreign Secretary William Hague shar­ing a hotel room — and Cameron com­plain­ing about Hague’s dis­ap­point­ing endowment.

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Morrissey’s Seven Inch Plastic Strap-On

There’s a naked man stand­ing laugh­ing in your dreams. You know who it is, but you don’t like what it means.   A num­ber of people have for­war­ded Morrissey’s pubes to me. (For which, many thanks.) I thought I could get away with not dis­cuss­ing the Moz minge, but this Red Hot Chili Peppers pas­tiche, nostalgic […]

Morrissey Throwing His Lallies Around Paree

Only stone and steel accept my love…’ Or can handle it.  ‘Throwing My Arms Around Paris’ is the swoon­ing new single from the (Moz-cara wear­ing) old groaner, full of his curi­ously uplift­ing des­pair throw­ing its empty arms around… his audi­ence again. The per­fect com­pan­ion piece to last year’s bottom-spanking ‘All You Need is Me’, a song […]