The Smiths: The Smiths (180g) Vinyl LP

I'm actually glad I didn't get into the Smiths until I was like 22. Let's face it, if my gothy neighbor or whatever gave me their first album on tape in 9th grade I would have skipped around campus with a hearing aid in my ear and molting gladiolas dangling out of my JNCOs and carved "These Things Take Time" lyrics into my forearm. At that age I would prefer dorky to dramatic. I would totally not have gotten the fact that half the time Morrissey's maudlin navel-gazing is played up for type and drama points. And what fucking navel-gazing! "I never had a job because I'm... TOO SHY"!! Like Phil Spector girl groups, Elvis Costello, or even Kraftwerk for that matter the fact that you can couch such anger, loneliness and humor in the rhetoric of pop music and not sound like a complete clown-dong is amazing. "She wants it now and she will not wait, but she's too rough and I'M... TOO DELICATE" I mean COME ON it should be mandatory that kids can't listen to lyrics this entrenched in moping and