Q&A with 'This Charming Man' himself, Morrissey
When the opportunity arises to interview a celebrity via e-mail, we often balk at the invitation because there's really no way of knowing that the person who is supposedly answering is the person to whom you're actually posing the questions. But occasionally we'll make exceptions for an entertainer we feel is worth any inconvenience. And so it was that the British singer Morrissey became part of the elite and mismatched club of Metro e-terviews (which includes Snoop Dogg, Carly Rae Jepsen, Ke$ha and Henry Rollins, all people who might keep strange enough hours to prevent them from scheduling a phone call and all people who write responses in almost unmistakably characteristic prose) when his answers arrived in our inbox earlier this week. The singer, 30 years into his career (and allegedly less than two years away from retirement), is still arguably best known for his work with The Smiths, though the Manchester band represented less than a third of his time in the music business. Earlier this week when rumors emerged online that the band, known for their less than amicable split, might reunite, he quickly quashed those rumors. He seemed at least a little bit more eager to discuss his upcoming autobiography, which his publisher, Penguin Books is already calling "a classic in the making." Did you find fulfillment in writing your autobiography? Was there a particular period of time in your life that you exorcised that gave you more relief to revisit than others? The terror is equally balanced throughout all periods. It’s a bit like locking yourself away in a dark room and hoping to God something useful develops.
No, because anything worth saying bears repeating.
At times I felt ready to be carried off, and you can certainly overdose on yourself. But even on off-days I’d find some petrol (gas) in the tank.
Under no circumstances.
Fortunately, there are many. When you’ve recorded songs such as “Life is a Pigsty” and “The World is Full of Crashing Bores,” it can’t be denied that you at least have something to say. ... Although Rolling Stone magazine have done a great job of ousting me off the human map.
Chaucer’s “mother dear, let me in.” That would suit, I think. Not to dwell too much on death, but in your early years, you wrote lyrics that reached out to so many disaffected individuals. Did you always know that you yourself would persevere through whatever personal strife led to penning those lines? Did you always know that you would have such a long career? I had no idea that I would have a career. In fact, it’s not a career at all — it’s simply one great mudslide. It’s now 30 years on, which is so unthinkable that you might as well tell me that it’s my life without me in it. I‘d believe you.
My naked self. Thankfully it’s not something I see often. I tend to look away.
When I first toured the U.S. as a solo entity I noticed that 70 percent of the audience were Latino. Many were, and are, serious gang tribes out for blood, which, of course, is lovely, and quite handy given the circumstances of my life. It was persistently written in England that the only people who could possibly like Morrissey were those who made their own bread. This was never true.
I'm the Before to Iggy's After. My body is nothing to look at, but it's mine and we get on quite well.
“I think that when you die you might die without ever having been alive,” sings Kristeen Young on “Fantastic Failure.” She’s not wrong. Stars do a great version of “Asleep,” Jeff Buckley does a pretty, if not too “Hallelujah”-ish “I Know It’s Over” and Zee Avi does a stunning “First of the Gang.” I’m guessing you’ve heard all of these, but is there a cover of one of your songs that has particularly moved you? Yes, I’ve heard and love all of these versions, but the one that made my head spin for days was Thelma Houston’s “Suedehead,” partly because the British press were adamant that my songs could never appeal to anyone with dark skin. Oh, the comments we’re forced to endure ...
I don’t view it as criticism but as intelligent observation. The so-called royals are a dictatorship and they control all aspects of British print and television media. We all know this because it is plainly evident. As a result, it is not possible in England to either criticize the so-called royals or to suggest an opposing view. The media cannot engage in any open debate. It is positively Third Reich. This wouldn’t be so bad if the family themselves were not such arrogantly stupid people whose abuse of animals is horrific. You will recall the worldwide news reports last year of William and Kate in Canada laughing and clapping as an agitated bull with barbed-wire fastened around its testicles jumped and writhed in sheer agony. News reporters in England laughed and smiled as this footage was shown, with absolutely zero concern for the tortured bull. How is this acceptable? Because the royals are dictators, and far from promoting the UK in a positive way they make England seem like a stupid place to live. Kate Middleton, for example, is a joke.
I doubt I’ll make it to 55. The British “royals” will turn the tanks on me way before then.
If people continue to ask that question now — which they do, then they shall never stop, and they shall never stop because they don’t understand the history of the band. Asking about a Smiths reformation is no different to driving into fog. Guest editor Richard Branson says.... |