Good afternoon,
Andy asked me to post this 'hot take' on Saturday night but I can't type very well in this hazmat suit we all have to wear in the bunker deep in the quarry in the hills. 'BrummieBoy' is going to write a more in-depth review as & when the prepping schedule allows. I don't understand as this bunker / war-room was already kitted out for a nuclear war but Andy says SARS-CoV-19 has a sting in its tail so we have to just STFU and do exactly what he says. I've seen a draft of his full review and it begins with him declaring this to be Morrissey's greatest achievement ever. There's also some stuff about getting Matt Hancock MP on the phone so Andy can outline how and why every single ex-pat tax dodging sleaze-bag who thought they would be safe to hide out in Switzerland can fcUKin do one if they think they're getting an NHS bed or ventilator. There's also a poem about Morrissey's mother and father and the virus. It's called 'The Karmic Kick-Back, Blow-back is a bitch, innit?' I can't understand the poem. Maybe they're lyrics? He's doing the artwork for #VegAnarchyInTheUK and the band are in isolation booths in the studio, 2 metres (6 feet!) apart from each other but Andy is walking on top of the hills in a full hazmat suit setting up yet another satellite phone system at the ancient Roman encampment that is the Herefordshire Beacon. Oh, yes, Andy won't be answering any comments from you 'muggles' so don't bother. I think I've got it right. I am 'channeling' Andy from the top of the hills, he just texts me, tells me to close my eyes and start typing so...there we are, that's the 'hot take'. I'll come back when he's done a full review but he might not post it here, just to be contrary. The first tour after the virus is defeated is in the planning stage and there are t-shirts with a silhouette of someone who looks very much like Morrissey with the following words overlaid: "It Wuz 'Der Spiegel' Wot Don That Bitch!" and on the back it says "Take several seats, eat a party size bag of dicks. FcUKin do one Steven..#BCFC ...Mind-Zulu till we die". So, I guess he loves the album but dreams of Morrissey being used as an experimental subject for outlier vaccine possibilities? Look, it is what it is...don't stress over this...Andy won the war, there are great things in store, Inshallah!
"Salaam. Shalom. Pax Vobiscum: Bourdain, take your batshit soup recipe and stick it up your unlubed bum as you burn in hell, burn in hell, wet market proselytizing celebrity chefs: Burn in a Chinese wok-fired hell..
#VegAnarchyInWuhanHubei
is now
#VegAnarchyInTheUK
is now
#VegAnarchyInTheUSA:
#Cofid-19 demolished the #Globalist dream,
Tory command-control war economy?
Funny as fcUK: Surrealist Parliamentary scenes..
Boris is a dick. Boorish is a prick: Take my hat-pin and burst his Bullingdon balloon...a new world is coming...soon come, my friends...soon"
I just have to type it verbatim as it appears on the astral plane. I'm not allowed to proof-read or amend, just as I'm not allowed to respond to any inane 'replies. Find something else to do with your lives in this time of pandemic pandemonium. Seriously, squatting on a feckin 'fan' page all day and night. That used to be fun when the world was kinda boring but now...we are in a new existential dimension and so is Morrissey, whether he likes it or not, ignores it or not, understands it or not. It will be fun to watch him melt under pressure once he realises this virus isn't what he's thought it is...etc.
That's all folks!
The transmission is ending...
Andy says: "stay as safe as you can and I'll l see you on the other side of the panic-pandemonium, if it be God's will"
best wishes
for/on behalf of 'BrummieBoy
Sharon 'Shazza' McCormick -
Secretary [Keeper Of Secrets]
'Well....what have we here? I was totally not expecting this...'Wow' doesn't begin to capture it..
Gobsmacked from full frontal #ShockAndAwe, after his reputational implosion for talking total shite, totally bizarre to find that 'I Am Not A Dog On A Chain' is an album of baffling genius songs and lyrics, none more so than this one...10/10. Flawless...so are many other songs...incredible ascent from the abyss... still thinks he's a moron politically but... Art isn't Politics, at least not always...an exquisite voice, the voice of a serpent but... exquisite...just...gorgeous...
"Time will mold you and craft you
But soon, when you're looking away
It will slide up and shaft you
Oh, time
Oh, time
No friend of mine
Mama, mama and teddy bear
Were the first full firm spectrum of time
Now my hurling days are done
And there's no one to tell and there's nowhere to run
Time, a blossoming clover
But soon it will say, "Okay, come on son, bend over"
Oh, time
Oh, time
No friend of mine
Oh mama, mama and teddy bear
Were the first full firm spectrum of time
But now my hurling days are done
And there's no one to tell and there's nowhere to run
Time places no pressure on you
But soon it explains what it means by the Funky Alfonso
Oh, time
Oh, time
No friend of mine
Oh mama, mama and teddy bear
Were the first full firm spectrum of time
But now my hurling days are done
And there is no one to tell and there's nowhere to run
Time will send you an invoice
And you pay with your strength and your legs and your sight and your voice
Oh mama, mama and teddy bear
Were the first full firm spectrum of time
But now my hurling days are done
And there is no one to tell and there's nowhere to run..."
Morrissey finally comes out of the closet...and reveals he's always been a massive fan of the Pet Shop Boys....this is just...wonderful!
Morrissey is back in several blasts of absolute genius songcraft and lyrical flow...if anyone told me he could pull his fat ass out of the fire at this stage of the game....stunning...10/10...flawless track.
"Childish mind anticipates
Grown-up mind consummates
I walked with my grandmother
Down a windblown Chester Road
With her fifty-two new pence
For her twenty number-tens
And my forty-five pence too
Demand 'Metal Guru'
Once with hearts securely stacked
Then we walked all the way back
I walked with my grandmother
Along the groan of Talbot Road
In the gardens by the graves
I can just about behave
Arrogant and paranoid
All around, see fathead youth
Look into their brutal eyes
But only if you want the truth
Once I saw the river clean
Scratching up the latest scheme
Time will come but it hasn't yet
Someone's out to get me
I walked with my grandmother
Cornbread street, we're incomplete
She would never be again
A Dublin dancer, free and young..."
Hilarious. He's the Millwall fan of popular music: "everybody hates me but i don't care..fcUKin do one!" I think he's a total prat politically but I do admire people who say what they want, don't let eejits wag their finger as they scold and who respond with two fingers to the horror of growing old..well done, Morrissey! Never thought you still had this in you. Totally OTT emotional ventilation about real and imagined slights, enemies or just raging against the coming long dark night. Perfecto!
"I am not a dog on a chain
I use my own brain
I do not read newspapers
They are troublemakers
Listen out for what's not shown to you
And there you'll find the truth
For in a civilized and careful way
They'll sculpture all your views.."
"Love is broken down, it's on its way out
Did you see the headlines?
Did you see the grablines?
Did you see the nerve gassed children crying?
Did you see the sad rich
Hunting down, shooting down elephants and lions?
Love is on its way out..."
Rich obese American bastards hunting wild animals in Africa...rich slim Chinese eating wild animals in Wuhan...all roads from #VegAnarchyInWuhanHubei lead to #VegAnarchyInTheUK and on to #VegAnarchyInTheUSA....
My favourite track, a simply extraordinary vocal summit of Everest....shockingly good...such a surprise after his alt-right bullshit induced demise...
"Love is broken down, it's on its way out
Did you see the headlines?
Did you see the grablines?
Did you see the nerve gassed children crying?
Did you see the sad rich
Hunting down, shooting down elephants and lions?
Love is on its way out..."