I was at that Brixton gig. I hadn’t seen him since the last Smith’s gig at the Palladium (which was dull). I thought he looked like a fat James Mason. The people I went with later ruined my life and I ended up in a mental ‘facility’ trying to learn not to be miserable (the irony). While I was there he released a single. I realised at that point how depressed his music and the Smiths’ had made me and swore off…
I was at that Brixton gig. I hadn’t seen him since the last Smith’s gig at the Palladium (which was dull). I thought he looked like a fat James Mason. The people I went with later ruined my life and I ended up in a mental ‘facility’ trying to learn not to be miserable (the irony). While I was there he released a single. I realised at that point how depressed his music and the Smiths’ had made me and swore off…
That is the most perfect observation of that time ever. I can still smell the carpet and hear the sound it made as you stuck to it.