tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2215553202978284468.post508019510858251784..comments2024-02-06T16:17:25.826+00:00Comments on THE GRØNMARK BLOG: The singer Morrissey really is a bit of a bulbous salutation and an absolute central zoneScott Gronmarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15118026157459333174noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2215553202978284468.post-55788002938127798092015-09-29T00:40:33.777+01:002015-09-29T00:40:33.777+01:00in this instance, I have been assured, it was not....in this instance, I have been assured, it was not.Rileyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07191599030795096843noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2215553202978284468.post-80478029069319253842015-09-28T19:25:48.247+01:002015-09-28T19:25:48.247+01:00Between punks, 'fuck off' is a term of end...Between punks, 'fuck off' is a term of endearment.tomahawknoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2215553202978284468.post-51727300487335368612015-09-28T17:40:38.194+01:002015-09-28T17:40:38.194+01:00I hope your friend horsewhipped the rebarbative, t...I hope your friend horsewhipped the rebarbative, talentless little shit for his rudeness. (Mind you, it's alarming to hear that a former army officer was ever influenced by the Sex Pistols.)<br />Scott Gronmarkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15118026157459333174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2215553202978284468.post-39811072019560717472015-09-27T02:27:45.326+01:002015-09-27T02:27:45.326+01:00A year or so ago Johnny Rotten was staying in a po...A year or so ago Johnny Rotten was staying in a poncey hotel near to where I live. He was recording at the studios of Steve Winwood who lives nearby (one of the most delightful world pop musicians who could ever have drawn breath - more of him another time, perhaps).<br />A chum of mine, a retired army major in his early forties, and an imposing, tall, muscular, bony being with a face that could double for Yorick, saw Mr Rotten in the street and engaged him in conversation. Something on the lines of: 'Well, I just want to say what an amazing influence you had on me in my youth, I just loved.....' The Major's comments were stopped abruptly by Mr Rotten's pithy interjection:<br />'Fuck off'.<br />Says it all really.Rileyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07191599030795096843noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2215553202978284468.post-44523804307636100432015-09-26T13:36:37.048+01:002015-09-26T13:36:37.048+01:00Typically graceless behaviour, apparently. Another...Typically graceless behaviour, apparently. Another quote from the AA Gill review of the autobiography:<br /><br />"Even his relation with the audience is equivocal. Morrissey likes them when they’re worshipping from a distance, but he is not so keen when they’re up close. As an adolescent he approaches Marc Bolan for an autograph. Bolan refuses and Morrissey, still awkwardly humiliated after all these years, has the last word. But then later in the book and life, he does exactly the same thing to his own fans without apparent irony."<br /><br />Here's Peter Serafinowicz singing the opening page of the autobiography:<br />https://youtu.be/49lPGmnYDw4Scott Gronmarkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15118026157459333174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2215553202978284468.post-60655027406071828292015-09-26T13:30:27.565+01:002015-09-26T13:30:27.565+01:00A.A. Gill reaches the same conclusion in a hilario...A.A. Gill reaches the same conclusion in a hilarious review of Morrissey's 2013 autobiography:<br /><br />"What is surprising is that any publisher would want to publish the book, not because it is any worse than a lot of other pop memoirs, but because Morrissey is plainly the most ornery, cantankerous, entitled, whingeing, self-martyred human being who ever drew breath. And those are just his good qualities."<br /><br />Morrissey is not just a git - he is evidently the grittiest git in the whole history of gitdom.<br /><br />For confirmation, here's a bit from his autobiography:<br /><br />“Against the command of everyone I had ever known, I sing. My mouth meets the microphone and the tremolo quaver eats the room with acceptable pitch and I am removed from the lifelong definition of others and their opinions matter no more. I am singing the truth by myself which will also be the truth of others and give me a whole life. Let the voice speak up for once and for all.”<br /><br />FFS.Scott Gronmarkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15118026157459333174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2215553202978284468.post-67329466181976504382015-09-26T10:53:40.359+01:002015-09-26T10:53:40.359+01:00I quite liked the Smiths. One of my favourite of t...I quite liked the Smiths. One of my favourite of their tunes was Ask Me, and I had always admired the lines "Spending warm Summer days indoors, writing frightening verse for a buck-tooth girl from Luxembourg." So when I found myself on a plane to Luxembourg with Morrissey in the next seat, I asked in a friendly way whether he was planning a visit to a buck-toothed girl or two. Cue withering look and frosty silence. I was not in any way suggesting that he would be offering her a bulbous salutation, given that his tastes tend in the other direction, but he clearly took exception.<br /><br />I am afraid Riley is right.ex-KCSnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2215553202978284468.post-30089461966626455422015-09-26T02:12:26.435+01:002015-09-26T02:12:26.435+01:00I've always thought Morrissey was a git. Rathe...I've always thought Morrissey was a git. Rather pleasing to see that I was right all along.Rileyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07191599030795096843noreply@blogger.com