Since his days with the Smiths , the warbling baritone crooner and shrilly irritable lyricist Morrissey has found heart and humor in the repetition of his central now, right-winged talking points. It could be a famed mix of sexual deprivation and longing, and the isolation that comes with placing oneself on the shelf. It could be his anti-establishment rants against Queen, country pick one , meat eaters and leather wearers. Why, guts, guile and barely controllable emotion. Then again, little does. But given his recent white nationalist lean, it seems off-the-rails and an odd choice. It would just be an even greater feat if Morrissey could make more of its finer musical moments jibe with his personal vibes. Home Music News. May 23, pm PT. See All.
Morrissey has always worn his influences on his black-on-the-outside sleeves. For as much as he crowed about the New York Dolls and the Cramps in his youth, his music both with and without the Smiths has reflected more erudite lyricists with an overall lighter musical touch. For California Son , the Pope of Mope has picked 12 lilting tales of injustice and unrequited love by some of his favorite artists and re-orchestrated them for his voice, improving some and turning others into head scratchers.
Album Review: Morrissey’s ‘California Son’
The unofficial line is that Morrissey has recorded a covers album to allow the music to speak for itself. What 'California Son' is saying is that it's not very good. It was a good time to be Morrissey. Such a thing is now, of course, inconceivable.
I know he had done better gigs, but this was one of my first. For an awkward, bookish kid from Midlands suburbia, it was an electric baptism of noise, drama and devotion. Shirts were ripped from his sweat-soaked body and rage, wit and yearning arced from his lips.