Yet he said more about human relationships than those who manage to feast on them. His best moments were in Art, and not in the cut and thrust of human relationships. Having then listened to some early songs, I bought his autobiography in which he reveals the traumas and tribulations of childhood and his early days with The Smiths through to the recent past. Housman was always alone-thinking himself to death, with no matronly wife to signal to the watching world that Alfred Edward was quite alright-for isn't that partly the aim of scoring a partner: to trumpet the mental all-clear to a world where how things seem is far more important than how things are? Now snugly in eternity, Housman still occupies my mind. The Best of Morrissey, Morrissey 'I didn’t know Morrissey at all until very recently when I read some controversial comments reported in the media. Surely it is true that everything in the imagination seems worse then it actually is-especially when one is alone and horizontal (in bed, as in the coffin).

I ask myself if there is an irresponsible aspect in relaying thoughts of pain as inspiration, and I wonder whether Housman actually infected the sensitives further, and pulled them back into additional darkness. When there is no matching of lives, and we live on a strict diet of the self, the most intimate bond can be with the words that we write: This title covers his life from birth until the present day. Whispering across the pillow comes a kind voice that might tell you how to get out of certain difficulties, from someone who might mercifully detach you from your complications. It has been said 'Most pop stars have to be dead before they reach the iconic status that Morrissey has reached in his lifetime'. Since the early 1980s, the man born Steven Patrick Morrissey has been the martyr-saint of sensitive, alienated youth everywhere, a vast. “The written word is an attempt at completeness when there is no one impatiently awaiting you in a dimly lit bedroom-awaiting your tales of the day, as the healing hands of someone who knew turn to you and touch you, and you lose yourself so completely in another that you are momentarily delivered from yourself. Michael Azerrad reviews Autobiography, by Morrissey.

Autobiography by Morrissey