The way The Smiths once covered their sleeves in 60s references, the way Wu-Tang Clan embraced the language and iconography of Shaolin, the way Oasis loved The Beatles, that’s the relationship Iceage has with xenophobia and white supremacy — it may not be the window, but it’s damn sure the drapes.
I think if I was in a band and David Cameron said he liked my band’s music, I’d have a long hard look at my band’s music.
“It couldn’t be much further from Queensland, this song”
In my 20s, I liked the Go-Betweens. In my 30s I loved them. As I prepare to enter my 40s, I am in awe of them. By the time I reach my 60s, they might be all I listen to.
After years of searching I finally had a place I could call home, with all the bitter aftertastes that involved
Six months ago I wrote that Can music was a universe. Hell, it’s way better than that. It’s a better version of our universe.
In their own way, they’re Smiths good: a backhanded compliment if ever I wrote one.
They deserve better than this. And so does anyone who ever cared about them.
Granted, many people hate Morrissey, but The Smiths are generally given an easy ride.