Behind the hatred there lies...
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.
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. :)
Probably my earworm for the next few days; also one of my faves in terms of Johnny Marr's guitar work.
"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.