An open letter to Morrissey about his war of words
It's been quite a year hasn't it?
You once had nothing to declare but your genius and now it seems like you have everything to declare all at once, which seems to be both inspiring and infuriating at the same time but never, ever boring and, Morrissey, as fellow professors of quiffology with a side order of punk angst, we both know that being boring is the biggest crime in rock n roll.
There's rarely been a day when you have not got an opinion on something and annoyed another million people. It's like an opinion tourretes and has been fascinating to watch.
In the last year it feels likes it's happening on a daily basis and people seem to be shocked that there is a singer out there who talks about more than their career. With trouble amped to 11 out of 10 your quotes have been raining down on us causing jammed up website comments sections with 'angry from the suburbs' reactions to your latest missive.
Whether it was insulting the whole of China, the royal family or Muckdonalds or even your more liberal fans with your talk of voting for Nigel Farrange's rather strange UKIP party it seems that you have a slant on everything and have no interest in pleasing everybody and just being your own awkward and brazingly open self.
Sometimes it's hard to tell if you are amusing yourself by winding everyone up but it's also a measure of how bland everything has got since the punk rock days when every band seemed to have an opinion on everything, that you can get worldwide headlines talking about animal skin handbags.
In these very corporate days you seem to be the last one left at the crease batting away at the dull old world with your quite frankly, astonishing, array of opinions.
I'm not sure why everyone expects that they have to agree with a singer before they enjoy their music but in these safety first, over marketed times, it's actually been quite entertaining to see who you have annoyed today whether it was to try and force corporate venues not to sell meat, get into spats with Beyonce over her animal skin handbags, the Duck Dynasty of hunters on chat shows in America or claim that if more men were homosexual then there would be less war.
Of course there's stuff that you have been saying that I would never subscribe to (I'm not a UKIP kinda guy and as a vegan I'm never sure if shouting about it helps the cause) but that's cool as well. I'm not sat here running a check list of opinions that we both agree on before we can engage.
Morrissey , in the strange world of mainstream, where everything is boiled down to a, ahem, meaty soundbite, what you have to say is reduced to almost no meaning and the subtleties and humor are stripped away and the point removed but I guess you already know that. The fact that it doesn't stop you is pretty admirable and if you confound and confuse me sometimes then I applaud you, the lonely planet boy as someone once sung, for your persistent word war against the world.
Yes I know you called the Chinese a sub species for the way they treated animals but I'm not 100 per cent sure that it was actually meant in the way it was reported and more about the way some people treated animals instead of a quarter of the world's population!
Every morning I look at the Internet and the seems to loads more people up in arms at something you have said and yet your gigs still sell out. That's some trick in these timid times and if it means treading on lots of toes all at once then why not?
Last time you played Manchester people were shocked by the Meat Is Murder film sequence but what does a Morrissey fan expect? Do people really think it's like going to see Coldplay? It was like Crass with a crooner- an interesting concept! In this age of numbness it's amazing that anything can still shock but you seem to be proving that it can be on a daily basis!
Viva your good self and your big mouth striking again and hopefully I will be reading about something you said that I agree or disagree with tomorrow or alternatively watch the media fill up with endless digital zeroes for eternity.