And on the subject of absent Morrissey's and Dawn Mist, a new post appeared yesterday on Dawn Mist's website, slightdawnmist.blogspot.com. The piece is entitled, From Nowhere and a New Adventure, and is rather poetic..... well Morrissey is the Stressford Poet. Here it is:
Thursday, 10 August 2017
From Nowhere and a New Adventure
Heroes blinded by their natural order. Blinded by the natural order of graft. Blighted by the incoming shipments of arrogance and self-doubt. If you miss it you have probably never seen it and that, I am afraid, is your own fault. I will not be held accountable for your lack of insight. I hold you accountable for the books of loss. Petrified by the darkness and putrefied by the light. Man's manhood dropped into the putrescent mass of those in the streets. In the streets and never in the sheets. Sheets are to be kept clean unlike the filth and squalor of the mind. In the permanent vision there is gangrene sheen of the gangrenous cog. I'm not sure what I'm doing here just rolling over time like children roll over and die. All I wanted was a hearth and home in a not distant time zone but alas, NO.
Negation negates the needs to say no in a final blow of snow like purity. The only chance of escape is the early salvation you experience in the cradle even though in the future you will regard these as mere scraps of crumbs from the table of the afterthought. Disgust is all we are after, distrust is all I receive.
As heartbreaking as it may be for some to read Morrissey signing off, "fragile as a baby", it is that fragility that has made him the person we all adore. No doubt the new film, England is Mine; which puts Morrissey's teen/early twenties years under the spotlight, has added to that fragility, and the words to the piece above certainly seem to suggest that Morrissey is once again pondering the meaning of life.... although he is wise enough nowadays to realise that life has no purpose, and we all continue to soldier on in whatever fashion we see fit.
For the vast majority of mankind, that 'fashion' of existence is 'Work until you drop' - Morrissey has at least worked out that such an existence isn't for him. It really is quite bizarre that the human race has bought into an existence whereby you work until you drop - why is it that so few question this programming? Why is it that so few question anything?
On the subject of the film, I have surprised myself in that I have made no effort whatsoever to go and see it. I was the same when the book The Severed Alliance came out, and although someone ended up giving it to me for Christmas, I still never bothered to read it. I suppose if the film were to be shown on the telly, then I would probably watch it, but it is the real 2017 Morrissey that fascinates me, not somebody else's image of the 1976 Morrissey.
Morrissey may question the point of his existence, but for very many people, his existence is treasured and continues to bring comfort and joy.
MORRISSEY 2017 - FRAGILE POET WHO CONTINUES TO FASCINATE