"laughter" track from Suffer. So, this was the laughter track which ran over the ending of Suffer. I have no idea who the girl is. It wasnt Linder, it was a girl Stephen turned up with. She left after the part was recorded. Stick your headphones on, turn out the lights, and you will almost recreate the atmosphere in the studio. She asked for the control room and studio lights to be turned off, I'm guessing it was hard enough, without looking at a bunch of young men through the glass. Listening retrospectively, she did a bloody good job of it.
vocal track
This formed part of the original demo, the names of the missing children. It's one of a series of isolated vox from the decibelle demo.
Outro of "Suffer" recorded at decibelle studios, Manchester. I will slowly upload the...
#Bumblebee is TOTALLY an 80s movie in the BEST way possible. Has major Spielberg and John Hughes vibes. There's like 4 running Breakfast Club gags and @HaileeSteinfeld (who is great) spends half the movie trying to make Bumblebee appreciate The Smiths. Holy crap I loved that.
Twitter reactions and reviews have revealed that The Smiths are the main character's favorite band, and Bumblebee (the car) cant stand Morrissey's voice, even possibly going as far to say "f*** Morrissey".
However, by the end of the film, Bumblebee has been won over by The Smiths.
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Lot 374: SMITHS EARLY PROMOTIONAL LYRIC BOOK
UPDATE Nov. 28:
Winning bid: £750
Description:
SMITHS EARLY PROMOTIONAL LYRIC BOOK. A rare example of a circa 1984 lyric book. Features 5 pages with printed lyrics to Hand In Glove, Handsome Devil, These Things Take Time (with handwritten amendments in pencil), What Difference Does it Make, Jeane, The Hand That Rocks The Cradle...
There is also a handwritten letter from Morrissey to Liz - who designed T-shirts and artwork for The Smiths - detailing the travails of fame.
Morrissey, wrote the note in 1983, as the band began their rise and began: "Naturally I contract some unnamed fatal illness seconds after we hit the road. I don't time my diseases very well do I."
He adds, sarcastically, "I can't thank you enough for sending me the begging letters, they are getting WORSE. One began 'Dear Morrissey please write...
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