“A dreaded sunny day, so I’ll meet you at the cemetary gates
Keats and Yeats are one your side…”
Holy crap, I love The Smiths! Who knew?
I think I was a little young the first time around with them – I only remember what I saw later of Morrissey, solo, singing “The more you ignore me, the closer I get…” on MTV and I eventually put two and two together. Later, they seemed to have this cultish following that I was not cool enough to join. Certain fans of certain bands will treat you like you’re not qualified to join their ranks sometimes, so it puts me off – but what a stupid reason to deny yourself good music. How nice that I don’t care how not cool I am anymore.
Mike re-discovered the song “Cemetary Gates” a while back and played it for me, I think because the literary references reminded him of me and all my papers on Yeats. He burned me a CD of stuff from that album the other day and I love it. Ah, what a perfect line for this town:
“Still I’d rather be famous than righteous or holy
any day, any day, any day…”
I also really love Jesse Harris recently. I went to see his show the other night not knowing what to expect, except for Norah Jones-sounding songs, and I totally love his vibe and his songs. He’s just so genuine – listening to him was like taking a deep breath.
And it really IS a sunny day, which is nice. Hope you all are enjoying it…(those of you who can. Sorry, my Michigan friends…).