“"How can they look into my eyes and still they don't believe me?" Writing #WicDiv. Entirely irrelevant to the issue, but just jumped out.”
"How can they look into my eyes and still they don't believe me?" Writing #WicDiv. Entirely irrelevant to the issue, but just jumped out.
And when you want to live, how do you start? Where do you go? Who do you need to know?
Countdown: De Duizelende Duizend (The Staggering Thousand) Number 534. [from album: The Queen Is Dead] [year: 1986] https://www.facebook.com/DeDuizelendeDuizend
Must jam The Smiths before my jam becomes unstuck. Did that sound naughty? I was trying to be clever. Nevermind, I digress... Enjoy what appears to be a stoned Morrisey doing his thing. Whatever that thing may be, haha. :)
IMHO the Smiths best song - the perfect counterpoint between the misery of the Moz and the jangling joy of Marr - the last minute just makes you want to swing about with a daffodil.
Probably my earworm for the next few days; also one of my faves in terms of Johnny Marr's guitar work.