Heaven Know I'm Miserable Now

Steven Patrick Morrissey was born in 1959, on this day- May 22^nd.


I remain a great fan of his bull’s eye baritone & the perfect poetry of his bleak & witty lyrics. Usually a pop star has to be dead before they can become an icon of his stature. The Smiths enjoyed 10 top 10 hits. Morrissey waited an entire 6 months after The Smiths broke up to release his first solo album- Viva Hate.


Like me, Morissey is a vegetarian & animal rights advocate. Unlike me he claims to be celibate. Morrissey frequently tells interviewers who ask him about his sexuality that the question is irrelevant to his music, or he gives an evasive or ambiguous response. He has been hinting lately that he has just had a late blooming sex life.


My favorite Morrissey/ The Smiths song is Stop Me If You’ve Heard This One Before.

Stop me, oh, stop me 
Stop me if you think that you've 

Heard this one before 

Stop me, oh, stop me 

Stop me

 If you think that you've heard this one before 

Nothing's changed 

I still love you, oh, I still love you 

Only slightly,

 Only slightly less than I used to, my love 

I was delayed, I was way-laid 

An emergency stop 

I felt the last 10 seconds of life 

I crashed down on the crossbar 

& the pain was enough to make 

A shy, bald, Buddhist reflect 

& plan a mass murder 

Who said I'd lied to you ?

Oh, who said I'd lied?  Because I never!

 I never !

Who said I'd lied because I never ? 

I was detained, I was restrained 

& broke my spleen 

& broke my knee 

& then he really lays into me 

Friday night in Out-patients 

Who said I'd lied to you ? 

Here & instead of you

So I drank 1 

It became 4 

& when I fell on the floor 

I drank more

Stop me, oh, stop me 

Stop me if you think that you've 
Heard this one before 

Stop me, oh, stop me 

Stop me
 If you think that you've heard this one before 

Nothing's changed 

I still love you, oh, I still love you 

Only slightly,

 Only slightly less than I used to, my love

Morrissey/Mars

1986

Songs Of Spring

A dreaded sunny day

So I meet you at the cemetery gates

Keats & Yeats are on your side

A dreaded sunny day

So I meet you at the cemetery gates

Keats & Yeats are on your side

While Wilde is on mine

So we go inside

& we gravely read the stones

All those people all those lives

Where are they now?

With the loves & hates

& passions just like mine

They were born

& then they lived & then they died

seems so unfair

& I want to cry

You say:

 "ere thrice the sun done salutation to the dawn"

& you claim these words as your own

But I've read well, & I've heard them said

100 times, maybe less, maybe more

If you must write prose & poems

The words you use should be your own

Don't plagiarize or take "on loans"

There's always someone, somewhere

With a big nose, who knows

& who trips you up & laughs

When you fall

Who'll trip you up & laugh

When you fall

You say:

 "ere long done do does did"

words which could only be your own

& then you then produce the text

From whence was ripped

 Some dizzy whore, 1804

A dreaded sunny day

So let's go where we're happy

& I meet you at the cemetery gates

Oh Keats & Yeats are on your side

A dreaded sunny day

So let's go where we're wanted

& I meet you at the cemetery gates

Keats & Yeats are on your side

But you lose because Wilde is on mine
Morrissey/Marr
1985

Morrissey Turns 52

Steven Patrick Morrissey was born in 1959, on this day- May 22^nd.

I remain a great fan of his bull’s eye baritone & the perfect poetry of his bleak & witty lyrics. Usually a pop star has to be dead before they can become an icon of his stature. The Smiths enjoyed 10 top 10 hits. Morrissey waited an entire 6 months after The Smiths broke up to release his first solo album- Viva Hate.



Like me, Morissey is a vegetarian & animal rights advocate. Unlike me he claims to be celibate. Morrissey frequently tells interviewers who ask him about his sexuality that the question is irrelevant to his music, or he gives an evasive or ambiguous response. He has been hinting lately that he has just had a late blooming sex life.



My favorite Morrissey song is Stop Me If You’ve Heard This One Before:

Stop me, oh, stop me
Stop me if you think that you've
Heard this one before
Stop me, oh, stop me
Stop me if you think that you've heard this one before

Nothing's changed
I still love you, oh, I still love you
Only slightly, only slightly less than I used to, my love

I was delayed, I was way-laid
An emergency stop
I felt the last 10 seconds of life
I crashed down on the crossbar
& the pain was enough to make
A shy, bald, buddhist reflect
& plan a mass murder
Who said I'd lied to you ?

Oh, who said I'd lied?  Because I never! I never !
Who said I'd lied because I never ?
I was detained, I was restrained
& broke my spleen
& broke my knee
& then he really lays into me
Friday night in Out-patients
Who said I'd lied to you ?

Here & instead of
& ,so I drank 1
It became 4
& when I fell on the floor
I drank more
Stop me, oh, stop me
Stop me if you think that you've
Heard this one before
Stop me, oh, stop me
Stop me if you think that you've heard this one before

Nothing's changed
I still love you, oh, I still love you
Only slightly, only slightly less than I used to, my love

Morrissey/Mars
1986

Every Day Is Like Sunday

1. I sent an email to the husband dripping with irony. This message was interpreted very badly & was replied to with incredible frustration by the Husband. This makes me feel guilty & sad.


2. I have a lump on the back of my left calf the size a thumb. Not only does it hurt to walk, but I am experiencing numbing pain almost constantly. This makes me worry.


3. I can’t get in to see my physician until May 6th. The closest Urgent Care clinics covered by my insurance are in another state or another county, with a deductible of $125, which when you are broke is as big an “ouch” as the leg. This makes me feel helpless.


4. While giving my canine- Larry a massage this morning, I found him to be riddled with lumps & fatty tumors. Like all my dogs, Larry is a rescue animal & we don’t really know his true age; he is very possible 14/15 years old. Under the new austerity program, we can’t really do a lot for him. This makes me impossibly sad.


5. Yesterday was 65 & sunny & full of hope. Today is cold & rainy & I feel like I am holding on by a thread. This makes me feel blue.


6. Sunday is usually a day off for me. I am working 10 hours. This makes me feel grouchy.


7. After 9 years with my company, I had my first disagreement & tough words with my boss on Wednesday. This makes me feel queasy.


8. I have lost my appetite of late. I can only eat the smallest amounts of food before feeling that food is yucky. This makes me happy, but concerned.


9. I feel I will run out of ideas for posts on Post Apocalyptic Bohemian. This freaks me out.


10. My friend & fellow blogger- mrpennee  has received news that his spouse- R Man has a tumor on his lung. This makes me feel helpless to cheer him up, especially when I am being such a downer on this rainy Sunday.


Some standards meant to cheer a guy up, hey… it wasn’t called the great depression for nothin’:
Happy Days Are Here Again

Looking on the Bright Side
Lucky Day
Sunshine
Best Things in Life Are Free
My Blackbirds Are Bluebirds Now
Spread a Little Happiness
Singin' in the Rain
Painting the Clouds With Sunshine
Keep Your Sunny Side Up
On the Sunny Side of the Street
Happy Feet
Sunny Days
Smile, Darn Ya, Smile
Today I Feel So Happy
Life Is Just a Bowl of Cherries
Clouds Will Soon Roll By,
Letting in the Sunshine
There's a New Day Coming
When You've Got a Little Springtime in Your Heart
Pennies from Heaven
Things Are Looking Up
With a Smile and a Song
Look for the Silver Lining

Quote Of The Day

"WORK IS A FOUR LETTER WORD"
MORRISSEY




I love this new Morrissey song!