Today is Morrissey's birthday.
I'm sure he's depressed about it.
Rarely does a band exist that transcends decades and milestones in your life. Sure I liked Duran Duran in the 80's but I get a little cringy when I hear them now. And if I do listen, it's with the windows up so no one else can hear. And I still love my DEVO, but I am among the few. The Smiths however were cool and are cool and they have stuck with me for a long time. I loved them in college. After college. During married life. After my first child. After my second child and yes even today.
There are several reasons to love Morrissey and more specifically The Smiths, but one of the biggest is for the song titles. I've often thought it would make for a good Sgt. Peppers-like movie to create a plot based on their song titles.
Girlfriend In A Coma
Shoplifters Of The World Unite
The Headmaster Ritual
Barbarism Begins at Home
Meat is Murder
Frankly Mr. Shankly
Bigmouth Strikes Again
Some Girls Are Bigger Than Others
Death Of A Disco Dancer
Somewhere among those titles is the beginning, middle and an end to the most original and most brilliant movie script ever written.