Monday, May 30, 2011
MUSIC MONDAYS: THE HANDSOME HAVE NO PROBLEMS
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memories: i got to the Smiths late like with most things, but when i finally did discover them in college, it was like the discovery of america...by the vikings. i couldn't believe i had slept on them for so long. this beautifully simple, elegant, yet so poignant music had eluded me, and i was angry, so angry i wore my hair like morrissey for a week and sipped fuel from the nearest gothic coffee shop. i have yet to meet a band that so captures the feeling of wanting to meet someone special, longing for love, yearning to escape your poor surroundings and fly away to a life of excitement, hope, sex, and meaning.
feelings: i remember fondly one night when i had nothing to do, i turned off all the lights in my room, popped in THE BEST OF THE SMITHS in the cd player, lay down on the floor with my eyes closed, and proceeded to veg out on each track of the album, one by one, each song its own masterpiece. afterwards, having missed both breakfast and lunch, i was fucking hungry, so i made my way down to the kitchen for an early dinner, except...now i was sad, i was forever sad, so i just had some sad eggs 'cause i lost all sense of time and place, forever locked into my own self-misery and morrissey's plaintive wails about life and lost love
structure: this tune has a snappy beat, nice bass line, and you can't help but move your shoulders up and down awkwardly as you listen to it...it will cause you to buy a couple extra cans of hair spray on your next grocery visit to do your 'do like morrissey, i'm tellin' ya
final: listen to this song, watch this song with me, fling around some yellow flowers, won't you? won't you next time i visit strewn out some dead and live flowers all over your floors to welcome me in, me, the emo king, doomed from the start, longing for love and attention?! just a note, i prefer the dead flowers...