Years Of Refusal....

Ok. So life throws some crap your way. Mine's been damned unreasonable of late. And just as all hope is gone, along cometh the great wit and wisdom of the Man who reminds me that Man is not simple. Man has feelings, and Man understands Woman and Love and Life and Pain. Yes, it's an offering of sheer Musical Heaven amazingly capable of the currently unimaginable task of lifting my lacklustre spirits and giving me a heavy shot of Musical hope.

Jesus. He might as well be. Thank Great Britain for Morrissey. You can thank Britain but with Morrissey in the same sentence it's Great Britain again. :-)

Don't read any jealous and scathing reviews by tired and insecure failures who happily adorn themselves with the suitably dire title, "Critics", get this Morrissey album and spend an evening or two indulging yourself and yer lickle lobes. It's beautiful, beautiful and I'm happy to be hooked.

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