“The Pope of Mope's gloomiest and lovliest track from his most recent album.”
The Pope of Mope's gloomiest and lovliest track from his most recent album.
How can you not love this? Random Pamela Anderson. Angry, depressive Morrissey. And the song isn't half bad...considering.
Do we care ?
Given how I've been enjoying this album, I must be well on my way to being an insufferable curmudgeon too.
There is nothing further to add.