A few days ago I got tickets to see none other than my lord and saviour himself, Morrissey, on his upcoming UK tour (no London date, so I have to travel, but still!) I can’t believe I’m going to finally get to see fucking MORRISSEY. I literally might bawl my eyes out at the concert. I’m going with one of my best friends, too; Rosie, who I haven’t been to a proper concert with since we used to follow shitty bands around on tour that we loved as fourteen year olds. Our tastes have matured since then and are clearly a lot more superior, obviously, so this will be our first grown-up concert together ever. Oh, and speaking of grown-up concerts, I’m seeing The Jesus and Mary Chain next month with my boyfriend, which I can’t wait for. 2015 is going to be okay, I think.
This man holds such a special place in my heart. There’s not many people (I feel – especially in this day and age) who are truly able to epitomise lyrical, poetic, artistic genius; but Steven Patrick Morrissey is definitely one of them (so is my babe Jarvis Cocker just incase you were wondering… )
I wish that young performers – or indeed any current musicians – would take a leaf out of his book and try to emulate and withstand the same literary integrity that Morrissey has maintained for years.
Happy birthday Moz! You’re the bees knees!
And also a fine, fine wine…
I swear, I find the best places to buy band tees. I love old 80s-90s britpop/alt rock/indie pop and buying their merch has kind of become a necessity for me.
I can’t attach videos on my phone (I mostly use the WordPress app – I hardly come on the computer anymore) but I thought I’d attach a mini playlist of songs by the artists on these shirts as they’re some of my absolute favourite bands.
X-Ray Spex – “Oh Bondage! Up yours!”, “I Can’t Do Anything”, “Plastic Bag” – Germ Free Adolescents (1978)
Suede – “Trash”, “Beautiful Ones”, “Everything Will Flow”, “Saturday Night” – The Best of Suede (2010)
The Stone Roses – “I Wanna Be Adored”, “Made Of Stone”, “Sally Cinnamon” – The Very Best Of The Stone Roses (2002)
The Smiths – “There Is A Light That Never Goes Out”, “Cemetry Gates”, “The Boy With A Thorn In His Side” – The Queen Is Dead (1986)
Pixies – “Wave Of Mutilation”, “Here Comes Your Man”, “Monkey Gone To Heaven”, “Debaser” – Doolittle (1989)
Teenage Fanclub – “What You Do To Me”, “Star Sign”, “The Concept” – Bandwagonesque (1991)
Oasis – “Hello”, “Roll With It”, “Some Might Say”, “Don’t Look Back In Anger” – (What’s The Story) Morning Glory? (1995)
Just another five reasons to hate living in the present day…
My love for Bowie has been consistent ever since I was 11 and one day stumbled across his biography flicking through channels whilst off school. His genius, brilliance, and contribution to the worlds of music and art over the years have been nothing short of legendary – and – is there a soul alive today who doesn’t enjoy a bit of Bowie now and again? I doubt it very much. Also, the recurring themes of androgyny and gender-bending used in his work make him all the more appealing to me. After all, there’s nothing more attractive than a dude who looks good in makeup.
Ah, another beautiful man who knows how to write a fantastic song and is not afraid to embrace his inner femininity! The Cure are one of my all-time favourite bands, and the first time I saw Robert sing, my first thought was that he was like Edward Scissorhands crossed with Siouxsie Sioux crossed with some sort of singing demigod. He is undeniably lovely, too, and let’s not forget his fucking fantastic fashion.
Seriously, I can’t think of a single bad thing about him, apart from maybe the fact he dated Tila Tequila… uh, moving on…
There have been times when listening to The Smiths, or one of his solo songs, where I’ve straight-up bursted out laughing at his outrageous misanthropic statements. But that’s what endeared me to him; and although he’s definitely mellowed out with age, he’s still phenomenal. The misery and frustration in his lyrics is so damn relatable, listening to his songs is almost a personal experience. He is (in my opinion) the greatest lyricist of all time. His outlook on life, often brash opinions, irrefutable style, and devilish handsomeness (which has only gotten better with age!) is why I love him.
Okay, whilst at first glance he may seem like a scruffy English punk with bad teeth, he’s actually SO MUCH MORE than that. I saved him til last, because he truly is my favourite frontman of any band, ever. Why? Firstly, he’s a genius. He wrote some of the best punk songs of all time, and was thee pioneer of punk. It frustrates me when people glamorise Sid Vicious’ lifestyle and forget that Johnny Rotten has always been the brains and voice behind the Sex Pistols. His unapologetic, witty, and sometimes downright offensive remarks have always made him a controversial figure; but when you look back at earlier interviews he gave in the late 70’s, at the age of 19, 20, it really puts into perspective just how intelligent and ahead of his game he’s always been. He’s stayed grounded, genuine, and true to himself despite becoming a punk legend in his own right. Johnny Rotten is fucking brilliant. I wish I’d been alive and of age (lol) in the late 70’s… intelligence makes someone so fucking attractive… that, and the fact he was super-duper cute… I love him.