50 forgotten songs, 50 best voices, 50 reasons to adore the smiths, 50 famous fags

morrissey (steven patrick morrissey), musician. born: manchester, england (1959)

lead singer of the only band in the world to have a perfect record of perfect records. morrissey split with writing partner johnny marr and his fellow smiths and within a mere six months released his first solo album. his solo career has outlasted the short four years with the fabled foursome, and is currently going on year 22. however, that career has been tenuous at best. the early solo years (1988 – 1991) provided some of the same satisfaction for his old fans, but the exquisite carefulness of each smith release was always a problem for morrissey to achieve without the superb marr writing the melodies. it is unfortunate that the last of his truly great songs barely made the charts.

“my love life” by morrissey with “additional harmonies by chrissie hynde” (1991, written by morrissey & mark nevin, and produced by clive langer & alan winstanley. released as a stand alone single in september. released on the compilation album “the world of morrissey” in 1995 on his master voice / hmv records).

morrissey’s wistful “my love life” came at the end of a spotty collection of singles and albums that could at times compete with the high mark the smiths had left behind. the wrangley rickenbacher guitar harkened back to marr’s trademark sound, the mournful lyrics were much sparser than the dense wordplay of lyrics morrissey dished out so easily for the smiths, but even the simple repeated lines echoed the best of his first and only band.

“come on to my house, come on and do something new, i know you love one person so, why can’t you love two?”

that is about it for the lyrics. morrissey left behind, begging and wondering ambiguously if the person of his current infatuation can love more than himself (or perhaps have two boyfriends?). the melody is repetitious too, and who knows what the song would sound like without the “additional harmonies” (as morrissey credits miss hynde) as hynde’s voice vibrates wordlessly on each chorus on a song that sounds like a mixture of the best of the smiths’ and the pretenders’ mashed together. but a hit? it wasn’t. it never charted in the u.s. and barely in the u.k. it did, however, make it to number 6 in ireland. give the enchantingly sad song a view on youTube.


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