Everyone’s
favourite middle aged moaner returns with another eagerly awaited collection of
embittered crooning performances. And very good it is too, despite all the
anti-hype that generally accompanies every Morrissey release. This time the
twist to the standard template is the adding of a global element, both lyrically
and musically, with Mozza moaning on about world conflicts, bullfighting and
the generic cruelty of humanity. The Boz Boorer backing track, without ever
approaching authentic ‘world’ music, at least tips its hat at some latin
inspired flamenco style guitar on several tracks. The prospect of Morrissey
actually singing along to some serious world music exponents is almost too
mouth watering to contemplate and unfortunately it will never happen, but I can
dream.
On the upside
it’s a very contemporary album lyrically and our hero not only deals with
global conflict but throws in some attacks on A-Level pressures, animal cruelty, art critics, as well as his own introverted pain and loneliness. The
surprising thing is that after all these years and a staunch refusal to
reinvent himself (Bowie style), it’s still one of the best albums you could
wish for, with some sing-a-long stormers mixed in with the thoughtful melancholy
ballads. Surely he should be knocking out a CD out every year Eels style? How
difficult can it be?
Just like REM
albums, it’s difficult not to like something about every track and they all have
their individual merits. The highlights however are probably the archetypal
Morrissey bellowing yodel of ‘Kiss Me A Lot’, the sixth formers anthem ‘Staircase
at the University’ and the philosophical classic that is ‘Earth is the
Loneliest Planet’. My favourite is on the excellent bonus disk, which is
incidentally well worth the extra expense, in the form of ‘Art Hounds’ which is
a bitter rant at highbrow art critics, but contains one of the best false
endings in history and a fantastic call to arms from Mozza to ‘take my hand if
you cannot stand this fake world’. It’s a work of genius.
It transpires
that Morrissey has been unwell and we wish him a speedy recovery and the
encouragement to keep making albums. They are just as relevant and enjoyable
now as they ever were and perhaps more so with the current dearth of
intelligent and original artists. Ignore the poor reviews, this is up there
with his best.