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Idag har jag nöjet att presentera Morrissey som ger konsert i Göteborg och då har våra båda grabbar en given plats i publiken. Fastnade genast då jag hörde honom och då var det för tonerna och rytmen. Känns passande tycker jag denna fredagsmorgon som trots begynnande sol och morgonbad i karet känns aningen trög...




Pasolini is me,
Accattone, you'll be,
I entered nothing and nothing entered me,
'till you came with the key,
and you did your best but.

As I live and breathe,
You have killed me,
You have killed me,
Yes I walk around somehow,
But you have killed me,
You have killed me

Piazza Cavour,
What's my life for?

Visconti is me,
Magnani,
You'll never be.

I entered nothing and nothing entered me,
'till you came with the key,
and you did your best but.

As I live and breathe,
You have killed me,
You have killed me,
Yes I walk around somehow,
But you have killed me,
You have killed me

Who am I, that I, come to be here?

As I live and breathe,
You have killed me,
You have killed me,
Yes I walk around somehow,
But you have killed me,
You have killed me.

And there is no point saying this again,
There is no point saying this again,
But I forgive you,
I forgive you,
Always, I do forgive you.

Morrissey är en brittsk sångare född 1959. Förebilder läser jag på Wikkipedia är Oscar Wilde, Sandie Shaw (barfotaflickan), James Dean... det är även många i sin tur som har tagit intryck av Morrissey där återfinns artister, låtskrivare, författare... citat Wikkipedia:

"Han har gjort sig ökänd genom sina många rättframma kommentarer om människor omkring sig, artister och företeelser, vilket har givit honom många bittra fiender men även detta har bland hans fans setts som ett uttryck för hans ärlighet och självförtroende."




Finstämt och känsligt i "Now my heart is full" Det är ett klipp ifrån en konsert och bilden långt ifrån den bästa, men håll ut det blir vackert!



There's gonna be some trouble
A whole house will need re-building
And everyone I love in the house
Will recline on an analyst's couch quite
Soon
Your Father cracks a joke
And in the usual way
Empties the room

Tell all of my friends
I don't have too many
Just some rain-coated lovers'
Puny brothers
Dallow, Spicer, Pinkie, Cubitt
Rush to danger
Wind up nowhere
Patric Doonan - raised to wait
I'm tired again, I tried again, and

Now my heart is full
Now my heart is full
And I just can't explain
So I won't even try to

Did you pass by?
Did you pass by?
Did pass by...

Dallow, Spicer, Pinkie, Cubitt
Every jammy Stressford poet
Loafing oafs in all-night chemists
Loafing oafs in all-night chemists
Underact - express depression
Oh, but Bunnie I loved you
I was tired again, I tried again, and

Now my heart is full
Now my heart is full
And I just can't explain
So
So...