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Autobiography - Morrissey

So. There it unfortunately ends for this particular reader and fan of the man (and his music) Stephen Patrick Morrissey. The only thing I hope for as much as my own childís good health and happiness is a second volume to accompany this original and brilliantly unique autobiography. But Iím guessing that it will never happen. This book has polarised opinion in fans and naysayers alike regarding its merits.

Without specific chapters it deftly moves along at a comfortable and well edited pace. The first part of the book was for me one of the finest pieces of writing about childhood, school, family, and what life in a Northern city must have been like in the 1960ís that I have ever read. As I read it the lyricism and eloquence that fans of Morrissey are familiar with is evident on every page. The more I read it reminded me of James Joyceísí Dublinersí . After I had finished the book I read a review by Stuart Maconie in which he had thought the early part of the book similar in style to Joyceís ĎThe Portarit of the Artist as a Young Maní. So two of us canít be wrong surely. Letís just settle on Joycian eh Stu? (more about a certain other Joyce you will find further along in this review dear reader).

A lot of the humour (and god there's a lot of it) is hilarious. Very like Alan Bennett without descending into a lazy cover version of AB, which is tightrope often fallen off by other Northern writers. Humour and sadness abound and there is both a lust for life that warms the heart as well tragedy that stops you in your tracks. Morrissey should have started writing books ages ago. The reading public will Iím sure be all the richer for the availability of this chronicle.

The Smiths years are gone through using albums as milestones and are not given as long a section as I would have expected. More is written about the ineptness and greed of the Smiths record label Rough Trade and scores are settled by our scribe with the labelís owner Geoff Travis. Now as scores getting settled go, Moz couldnít be more up for naming and shaming certain people who have played a negative part in his life. On the latter note letís get back to Joycian matters (Mike as opposed to James). I have seen some damning indictments on people in autobiographies but this is certainly the most unambiguous direct shaming attack on any particular individual. Morrissey gives the late nineties court case re: unpaid loyalties brought against himself and Johnny Marr by the drummer Mike Joyce a significant number of pages. You get the feeling he has taken a lot of time to get his facts right before unleashing hell on MJ. The attack is backed up by court transcripts and as much stench of a stitch up about the farce that ensues as the reader could hope for. Itís very black and white and I wouldnít imagine any of it would have been published in this book without a gaggle of lawyers for both Morrissey and Penguin Publishing confirming the accusations and facts as 100% watertight. In the review I read by Stuart Maconie he speaks of the court case section as ďVenting nastinessĒ. Maybe if he had been put through what Morrissey had he would think differently. Letís face it, if you want to have a cathartic pop at somebody who has badly wronged you then a bestselling autobiography would be my preferred platform to let somebody' have it with both barrels'. And this is what Mozza has done.

His solo years are covered, as are relationships, his love for pop music, his musings on the madness of chanting crowds hanging off his every word, society and the world in general, a loyal and profound devotion to friends and family, and the weirdness of being, well, of being Morrissey. A unique book by a very unique pop star. My favourite book of 2013. An absolute pleasure of a read for me personally.
Nyles O Cranium

Morrissey should have started writing books years ago?  Hasn't he written enough brilliant songs for you, Dock?

Fab review, thank you.

Nyles O Cranium wrote:
Morrissey should have started writing books years ago? †Hasn't he written enough brilliant songs for you, Dock?

Fab review, thank you.

Frankly, yes he has. Good point well made.

After a review like that I am definitely getting this.

*I was going to anyway but still it's one of the best reviews I've read*
Frazier Cranium

Hear hear, or here here, whichever it is, I was thinking the same except I WASN'T going to get the book but probably will do now.  Even if it's just from the library.

He doesn't like Henry Kelly apparently.

fartcatcher wrote:
He doesn't like Henry Kelly apparently.

Dock is a very complex chap, he's not going to like everyone.

I think I'll get it, when they get round to putting it on Kindle over here, just to read about the court case. I'd always held the opinion that Morrissey and Marr shafted the other two. It certainly seems they took advantage of Andy Rouke's addictions to buy him off cheaply with what must have looked like a King's ransom to a junkie. Forum Index -> Fishy Tales
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