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His baffling affection for the New York Dolls is in the public domain but we do learn some genuinely fresh stuff, such as his teenage love of poetry. Some of his verse enthusiasms we might have guessed at — Betjeman and Stevie Smith for instance — but others are a revelation; Auden, Robert Herrick , Housman. It can't last of course.
And it doesn't. It all starts to go wrong when, for us at least, it all started to go right, with the formation of the Smiths. On page , writing of an early rehearsal, there is perhaps the most tin-eared, embarrassing description of their music I have ever read.
One is reminded of that old axiom about artists being the least perceptive critics of their own work. Morrissey seems to have understood the Smiths less than we did. From then on he goes all even more bitter on us and there's a never-ending section just listing US tour dates and constantly reminding us how much they LOVE him in the States not like dull, drab old England.
It reads like he got to a point in writing it that he ran out of things to say but it wasn't a weighty enough tome so he diarised a year or so and wrote about each day as it came and went but nothing actually happened. Sad that someone so talented and so loved could be so bitter and full of vitriol seemingly throughout his whole life.
It could have been a real classic but is ultimately a disappointment. View 2 comments. The beginning of Autobiography made me notice how much I'd changed in the 15 or so months between the book's release and getting round to reading the thing. In late I was still entrenched in ideas from psychology that I'd read years earlier and was judgemental with it albeit less so out loud.
Though becoming less judgemental was also related to one branch of that, as the person-centred process gradually worked its magic. I had found Morrissey's writing at the beginning of the book elo The beginning of Autobiography made me notice how much I'd changed in the 15 or so months between the book's release and getting round to reading the thing.
I had found Morrissey's writing at the beginning of the book eloquent but quite 'unhealthy' — didn't make a note of how, but chances are that 'narcissistic' had something to do with it.
The book was also personally difficult at that point because of at least two sets of memories it stirred up, so best left for a while.
Fast forward a year and a little bit, and it so obviously read as free indirect style. Like, duh! But a few things that struck me from the earlier, better, part of the book. Themselves autobiographical — the usual recursive loop. I've read criticism of these shows from straight women who were around at the time I find it disappointingly delineated by gender and sexuality but no other perspectives before.
Morrissey talks of light entertainment shows with a mixture of neutrality and affection… but no lust for all those dollybirds as they were shown , which absence without anger was novel.
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Whilst this retrospective article about violence at s and 80s gig somewhat contextualises parental anxiety, it's still one of the bits of my upbringing I'm most resentful about because, whilst friendship is something that can still be enjoyed later — and better without teenage angst — and films can always be seen any time these days, live gigs only happened at particular moments in time, they were part of a scene and music sounds freshest when you're young, not just derivative of a dozen other things you heard years ago.
Like Moz. Or am I making that up from personal experience, and a handful of interviews I've read and people I've known, conversations that stuck with me because I identified with what was said? If short distances are your forte you don't do so well as part of those packs of people who do 10ks and marathons: Even at school it's a very internalised, solitary, unless a relay and belligerent experience because there's no time to look around and ponder and exchange glances: Does it augment bloody-mindedness?
A quote from Anthony Powell about his school struck a chord: Nothing picturesquely horrible ever happened to me there, though I should be unwilling to live five minutes of it again.
There are places I hated as a kid that I'd be vicious about if I wrote about them, after all, whilst plenty of people like those same areas and would be flummoxed by my negativity. The moors, for instance, he makes sound like Siberia — has he actually been anywhere further north, I felt like asking. But being the age he is, and from where he's from, it would have been impossible not to associate them with gruesome crimes.
Pasting a recent comment of mine here, from a friend's review of List of the Lost: It wasn't like Sebastian Horsley re-using Quentin Crisp's aphorisms pretty much word for word. Except the thing with ex was that it was rather difficult to understand the meaning, every email like a puzzle. Phrases that caught the eye like gems, but whilst transfixed by their beauty I didn't know what the hell I was supposed to understand.
And nine years later, here is Moz himself producing material with exactly the same effect - it's what the Guardian review seemed to be saying, and I could see it from reading the site sample too.
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I am still a bit confounded [where's a jawdrop emoticon when you need one]: And he did talk like that Even at 4 o'clock in the bloody morning. It was very hard work to keep up with if I wasn't at my absolute best.
I'd love to hear the opinions of people who were old enough to know the early 80s UK indie scene, as to whether Morrissey's assertions about of Rough Trade's image prior to the Smiths signing is accurate. The obsessive rants, and their interruption of narrative flow, became embarrassing in this book. Sometimes because of self-recognition. But this isn't an off-the-cuff forum post, or a stressed email to a close friend - it's a published book, accorded the honour of a fucking Penguin Classic on its first printing.
These rants needed a lot more editing and self-awareness. I don't want to be cringing when Morrissey writes about Oscar Wilde, for goodness sake. That should be a great read. And the length about which he went on about what he considers the most important album ever … oh dear. New York Dolls of course. And then the infamous rant about the court case. Phrased for all the world like he wants the reader to represent him at appeal.
Sorry hun, I'm long -term sick, I can't, though I see your point. What I remember from the 90s — though I didn't hunt out old music press stories - basically recurred to me whilst reading his diatribe: Morrissey could have been a bit more generous and tried to settle out of court. Afterwards, he was still able to move to the street Johnny Depp lived on, and whilst he had no label and didn't appear to be doing anything much.
However, the verdict was bizarre and I'd long thought of Joyce as an unethical opportunist. Hundreds of thousands of people are stuck with contracts which are morally unfair though legally could not be found to be so. Nor was there any mention of circumstances that could justify the pursuit of the claim regardless, like disability in himself, children or other relatives. I don't think anyone came out of that episode well. After that I thought the book picked up again.
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This book wasn't as much of a disappointment as it was for many. The Smiths had always been a 4-star kind of band for me. I liked them, but, apart from a few favourite songs they weren't part of my soul. I'd have had a good story if they were: How very Morrissey. But apart from 'Rubber Ring' there was nothing to cling to in the way the music papers always said there might be.
I might have accumulated more Morrissey solo tracks among my favourites than Smiths songs. The solemn sauciness of 'Alsatian Cousin' Ringleaders probably the only Moz album I'd still listen to straight through. More than an emotional lifeline they were a gathering totem for finding people who I might get on with, who also liked other things I liked more.
As a student, anyway, before that point when Smiths fandom became so ubiquitous it seemed as rare as a degree from any UK university; many of the songs have become national musical wallpaper and it takes a relative obscurity, maybe 'Oscillate Wildly', to send a shiver down the spine still. Whilst listening to Roxy Music - Moz would not approve. View all 8 comments. Oct 12, Tosh rated it it was amazing.
A great memoir needs a strong character who writes, and Morrissey takes that role to the maximum. Overall each page has a quotable sentence or two, and the way he constructs his sentences is a beauty in form. The narrative is not important but its the way he tells the tale, and that he does very well. A long-time fan or student of Morrissey will not learn anything new.
He does get personal in his own way regarding his love life, which is vague, but one is allowed to connect the dots. There are p A great memoir needs a strong character who writes, and Morrissey takes that role to the maximum. There are people through out his life that is very important to him.
In fact he has two sets of individuals that he cares for. The people he knows, and the people he admires, which are mostly film and music icons of sorts. Some are more famous than others, but they're interesting because his admiration for these artists are sort of a clue to what makes Morrissey tick.
Sadly there is no index of names in the book, because his reading and listening taste is very interesting. He's very much a curator of taste, his taste mind you, but I consider that one of highest talents is to both expose these artists, as well as trying to figure how they influenced him.
His great admiration for New York Dolls and Sparks makes perfect sense when you hear his music. I think Morrissey learned a lot from those two bands with respect to lyric writing, and also the same for various British poets. Besides his appreciation for French pop music artists, it seems he doesn't make any comments on foreign literature - meaning non-English language books. Except perhaps Pasolini, but I am not sure if that is an appreciation for his films more than his writing.
The only drag in this book is him writing about the trial between him and the drummer of The Smiths. He goes on many pages in detail about this case, which was a major event for him. But I suspect for most readers it is just a case of money disagreement. But even that, he writes with incredible passion, almost over-the-top and its kind of amazing piece of the book in its way. I am going to have to presume that his editor at Penguin probably wanted him to cut this section out ,but I am glad that he stuck to his principal to keep it in.
It tells more about his passion, and this book is about passion. The first part of the book is Charles Dickens circa Manchester 's. His description of the sadistic gym teachers are right on the button - because i too suffered from these goons in the 70's Morrissey and I are roughly around the same age , so I found it fascinating that even in America, had weird sex perverted gym teachers as well.
It was an international problem! The way he paints his school years and the early Manchester punk scene is heartfelt and picturesque. You can smell the grayness of the landscape off the pages.
Also his commentary on various people are hysterical and sometimes mean - but it is like having Noel Coward tearing into someone. Morrissey has a sharp tongue that brings out even sharper words to the page. Overall the book could have used a tighter editor, but in the end of the day or night this is a fantastic book that i think will please the Morrissey fans, as well as anyone wanting to read about the music scene of the era of The Smiths and solo Morrissey.
Oct 22, James rated it liked it Shelves: A good chunk of this is great. The fact that he continues a despairing attitude from the description of his younger years right through the lifetime of The Smiths is understandable, and the in-depth analysis of the music important to him growing up points to why he would so obsessively note down every chart position of his career.
Howeve A good chunk of this is great. However, the book and I part ways when it reaches the point of the infamous court case in , where Morrissey and Marr are sued for Smiths royalties.
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I am convinced it is a legal travesty, but devoting such a large chunk of the book to it seems entirely disproportionate. It also demonstrates Morrissey's self-justification, childish pettiness, and inability to see that it is his entirely alterable attitudes that cost him much in his life being a vegetarian - fine, healthy, laudable. Stropping off in silence if someone else is eating meat - juvenile.
It does, however, provide a useful shorthand reference for why there will never be a reunion. Plus, this shift in emphasis completely overwhelms the personal insight in the latter half of the book, surely more interesting than settling scores.
It does seem like a lack of editing, particularly when the tenses begin to muddle and the account of his latter-day touring is aimless and makes the same points repetitively. The book ends at the end of , which is a shame, since accounts of his illness and tour cancellations would have been valuable. And while it is hard to provide a conclusion to a life you are still living, a better ending is required.
I can recommend the first half of the book readily.
However, if you leave the book when Marr leaves The Smiths, you can't be blamed, since from then on it is probably only fit for the fans and the masochists. View all 3 comments. I'm fan of Morrissey and The Smiths however I'm not much into celebrity personal life and so I knew next to nothing about him or the band before reading this book.
But, of course, I'd heard of Morrissey being self-centred and arrogant prick but while reading and googling a lot, I come to conclusion that's bullshit. And now, I how to say that after reading his autobiography, I've found him likeable and all kind of awesome human being. And he can write I expected it to be bleak read and while some I'm fan of Morrissey and The Smiths however I'm not much into celebrity personal life and so I knew next to nothing about him or the band before reading this book.
And he can write I expected it to be bleak read and while sometimes it was, it was because he was writing about sad or hard times in his life his years in school, deaths of loved ones And while some might be disappointed that he doesn't reveal much personal stuff and secrets in his autobiography, however if you're to look closer, than his sharings with his thoughts, opinions and musings of that and that, are more revealing than let's say Roald Dahl's autobiography.
BTW, I've never believed accusations that Morrissey is a racist hello, listen to his songs. One accuser of Morrissey being a racist says "Morrissey didn't help his case with an uneasy flirtation with gangster imagery: View all 9 comments. Oct 07, Amar Pai rated it did not like it Shelves: Nov 08, martha rated it really liked it.
I had been waiting for this book to be published even before I knew there would actually ever be one. With that said, there were a lot of things I liked about it, but also some which I didn't care for. I once read an interview with Morrissey where he said that everything people needed to know about him was already in his songs, after reading "Autobiography" I truly believe it now.
They are definitely autobiographical in nature, all of them. I often found myself reading and realizing that particular moments he wrote about in the book, were possibly the inspiration for certain songs.
The book opens with him talking about the Manchester of his childhood and the first pages or so are simply wonderful. I often felt like I was getting a peek into Morrissey's private childhood diaries. The detail in which he describes Manchester,his family,childhood and adolescence, made me feel as though I was reading a novel because the manner in which he describes everything truly pulls you in, just like any great novel does.
I enjoyed reading about his upbringing because it gave such a great insight into why he is the person that he is today. So many of his obsessions and passions stem from his childhood, such as his fascination with James Dean his uncle, whom he was close to, was a fan of his and like Dean, he too died young and when Morrissey was still a child.
Though a lot of people have criticized his long sentences and few paragraph breaks, those were the things I enjoyed the most. It was complete stream of consciousness writing and it often reminded me of James Joyce's writing style. As I read it, I truly felt the authenticity in his words. The manner in which he writes about the angst he felt at feeling trapped in a life he knew wasn't meant for him, truly resonated with the adolescent in me from long ago.
Yet, the thing that stood out the most and perhaps the one thing many fail to see in his music as well, is his humor. He is very funny and sometimes, as he describes something in the book, either serious or sad, he manages to poke fun at himself and a particular situation. I found myself laughing out loud many times as I read. It made me understand why when he feels betrayed or hurt he goes after people with a vengeance! However, I will say that I appreciated his honesty in conveying exactly what he feels and thinks about people, men and women alike, whom he deems worthy of his animosity.
He doesn't hold back and his words are daggers. When he writes about those whom he loves, his words are equally as intense but incredibly tender and loving.
I also didn't always like the detail in which he wrote about certain films or television programs. I felt those things dragged the book down, and it would've been preferable for him to write in that much detail about experiences or feelings that inspired some of his songs.
He has mostly praise for Johnny when he mentions him, which is why the letter Johnny wrote to him after The Smiths split, was one of the saddest things for me to read in the book. Towards the end, the book feels rushed and as though it was a different book from the first half. I wonder how many of us, if given the opportunity to publish our autobiography, would reveal a greater amount of the good versus the not so good.
Nov 11, Laurie rated it it was amazing Shelves: I was going to write a grand, illuminating review of Mozzer's book, but alas I just cannot gather my thoughts cohesively enough to do justice. Therefore, these are my disjointed thoughts and quotes that spoke to me: I found myself making playlists from the get-go.
It's fun to hear and see what has inspired and continues to inspire Morrissey. It s I was going to write a grand, illuminating review of Mozzer's book, but alas I just cannot gather my thoughts cohesively enough to do justice. It sounds kind of dumb, but this is the only memoir he could have written; it just seems so completely from his core.
By turns he's insightful, poetic, horrified, witty, baffled, sincere, hurt, enraged and weary. I could hear him in my head with every written word. I ask myself if there is an irresponsible aspect in relaying thoughts of pain as inspiration, and I wonder whether Housman actually infected the sensitives further, and pulled them back into additional darkness. To know yourself, to be yourself at all times, no matter the expense, what an incredibly difficult and brave thing to do in the world we live in.
Jun 09, Sean rated it really liked it Shelves: I probably would've given this five stars had it not been for the absurdly long section on the Smiths trial. While I understand Moz's need to set the record straight from his POV, I would've still seen his points in a fraction of the word count and with a lot less repetition. Reading it was akin to watching a wounded animal strike out at its tormentors. The bitterness bled through what seemed like freshly sutured lacerations, despite the passing of so much time.
That section notwithstanding, tho I probably would've given this five stars had it not been for the absurdly long section on the Smiths trial. That section notwithstanding, though, this book was a true pleasure to read, and offers an engaging portrait of a man who, despite his often controversial public persona, very much remains an enigma. Dec 26, Lord Beardsley rated it it was amazing Shelves: Oh sheesh, y'all.
Nonstop LOLS. But if you're like me, and you love bitchery which autocorrect just changed to "butchery" oh the irony! This made me rediscover and fall in love with everything I originally loved so much about his solo music as well as his work with the Smiths and this was a great read that came at just the right time that I needed it, much the same as his music came into my life when I was 13 years old.
I like to play fair. I'd like to share my favorite quotes: Dear God, let time pass quickly, and let this end. Air of leaden fatigue hangs outside of the bathroom, as if something is standing right there in the hallway.
There is also a heavy sense of sadness in the bedroom where I sleep, an atmosphere I am used to leaving behind -- but not finding as I arrive. I am so disgusted by this that I beg people to kill me. Many rush forward. Like Allen Ginsberg perched on the top of your mother's wardrobe, Geoff Travis had looked down smiling his whooping-cough smile as the Smiths lumbered along…" "People are getting a bit fed up with your list of complaints.
I glance around his office searching for an axe. Some murders are well worth their prison term. I could, instead, be skiing in St Moritz.
It is not enough, I note, to represent homosexuality fused with bestiality, but indeed I convey all the very worst elements of both. Both standing at the buffet with our empty plates, David hovers over what are horrifically called 'cold cuts'. I nestle up beside him. But I don't now — so fuck off. Nov 01, Tim rated it it was amazing. I would go so far as to say that this is one of the most incredible books I have ever read.
The account of his early years and the rise of The Smiths are full of sadness, wit, tenderness and betrayal. He obviously had some scores to settle and you get the impression that years of silence have finally found an outlet. It does occasionally descend into bitchiness, and there are a few roll your eyes moments as Morrissey storms out of restaurants because someone at his table has had the audacity to order meat. Yet he seems fully aware of his own shortcomings.
What really comes through in this book, especially the first third, is his compassion for those around him; and his hurt and bewilderment at the various betrayals either real or perceived it is difficult to say. Unlike other reviewers I actually found the section dedicated to the court case fascinating as Morrissey builds a very strong case for his own persecution at the hands of the establishment.This book deals with his work and life.
He does know his British culture. It reads like he got to a point in writing it that he ran out of things to say but it wasn't a weighty enough tome so he diarised a year or so and wrote about each day as it came and went but nothing actually happened.
I loved the way it comes back to life. Anyway, we're not done.