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...Steven Morrissey??although 50 years old and no longer bearing the sharp chin and product-heavy ’80s hairdo—continues to be exceptionlly prolific, having issued nine solo albums since the disbanding of The Smiths in 1987. “Swords,” the second Morrissey album released this year, is a compilation of 18 B-sides off singles from “You Are the Quarry” (2004), “Ringleader of the Tormentors” (2006), and last February’s “Years of Refusal...
...fact, the songs on “Swords” are so poor that the finest track is the one not penned by Morrissey. “Drive-In Saturday,” a live David Bowie cover, showcases Morrissey??s vocal talents even though it barely elaborates on the original. But with his bold, elongated proclamations, Morrissey??who once was the U.K. branch president of the New York Dolls fan club—at least does justice to his passion for ’70s glam-rock. Elsewhere, album closer “Because...
...Life Is a Succession of People Saying Goodbye”—the track most recalling The Smiths with its jangly Johnny Marr guitar—highlights Morrissey??s idiosyncratic singing until a harp budges in and confuses the mood. The depressive lyrics hit a little too close to home, as Morrissey seems somewhat conscious of his own recent mediocrity: “At one time the future / Did stretch out before me / But now / It stretched behind...
Stretched over two decades, Morrissey??s solo career has been a mix of disappointment and relief—disappointment because he failed to go beyond his work with The Smiths, relief because his music still bore some indications of talent that helped make The Smiths one of the greatest British bands of the 1980s. “Swords,” however, contains only the disappointing aspects, too disappointing to even make it to the studio albums. It seems as though Morrissey has employed every single instrument and producing effect to cover up the nauseating mediocrity...
...desire not to see beyond the superficial dazzle of it all. Now, there’s nothing left to conceal the flaws.And Morrissey, the one-time lead singer of 80s superstars, The Smiths, suffers acutely from this exposed condition. No longer the international sex symbol of his twenties, Morrissey??s sexuality is not the burning issue it once may have been. No longer the ringleader of iconoclastic innovators, he’s the frontman for only his overindulged self. No longer politically relevant, he can pontificate on matters of state all he wants, but the papers don?...