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The Queen Is Dead

Hell hath no fury like the sound of the drums thundering The Smiths third record to an open. Perhaps the four piece’s finest showcase of their combined musicianship, ‘The Queen Is Dead’ was a defiant movement of rock versus the monarchy, Johnny Marr’s fiery wah-wah lines leading the procession for Mike Joyce’s angry drumming to follow. Grabbing the microphone, Morrissey’s vocals give a doctrine to the listeners, a muscular styling in place of effete marvelling. “The Queen is dead boys, and it’s so lonely on the limb” he bellows, smirk audibly placed, his most forceful vocal since ‘ How Soon Is Now?’. Little wonder it remains very much in Morrissey’s mainstay set-list thirty years later.

Bridging a gap between the song-writing brilliance of ‘Meat Is Murder’ and the tremendous sonic atmosphere courtesy of ‘Strangeways, Here We Come’, ‘The Queen’ found the four piece at the height of their live prowess, Marr a more versatile guitar player, Morrissey a stronger performer than heard previous. Orchestrated during their 1985 U.K. tour, Marr came up with guitar riffs and melodies during their sound-checks. Aided by Joyce and bassist Andy Rourke, the band’s arrangements would be the tightest ever heard.

Bluesy and literate, ‘The Queen’ would name check the band’s influences as far afield from Paul McCartney to Johnny Thunders, Billie Whitelaw to Oscar Wilde. Marr’s funk influences would come into play on ‘The Boy With The Thorn In His Side’, his self-confessed love letter to Nile Rodgers, Morrissey’s endearing nuanced whisper would be played to strong effect on ‘I Know It’s Over’. ‘Bigmouth Strikes Again’ threw skiffle stylings with Byrd jangles into the foray, the duo placing their jubilant skills on each other, Andy Rourke’s bass bouncing between melody and guitar solo. One of the finest pop players of his generation, Rourke’s plays it over real life best friend’s Marr’s playing, their kindred sociability visible in their interactions.

Such a mélange would lead to certain unnecessary noodling or irrelevant compositions, ‘Frankly Mr. Shankly’ and ‘Vicar In A Tutu’ particularly guilty of this accusation. But when used appropriately, the band’s forlorn attitude would work excellently. Although a melodramatic title, ‘Never Had No One Ever’ proved one of the finest songs Morrissey ever penned, ‘Some Girls Are Bigger Than Others’ proof his dark wit had aged with the turn of the eighties. Co-producing the record with songwriting partner Morrissey, Marr looked to the production of sixties legend Phil Spector, layering the various instruments, seducing the listener more than it attacked. Marr’s vibrato would be better served by engineer Stephen Street’s technical know -how, echoing into and out of the songs when needed. Street would later prove himself a competent producer, as Morrissey’s excellent solo debut and Blur’s most successful albums would attest.

Street’s tenacity for effects and Marr’s ear for melody would be best served on ‘There Is A Light That Never Goes Out’, a song ridiculously passed as a single until its belated release in 1992. While Morrissey was resilient to the idea that a synthesiser be used on the record, the song’s synthesised string arrangement brings such feeling to the beautiful song, it is impossible to imagine the song without it. “If a double-decker bus, crashes into us/ to die by your side, the pleasure, the privilege is mine” echoes Morrissey over what may have been the finest song Morrissey and Marr ever wrote together.

MS Whitney Houston Who Voice Now Illuminates Heaven

MS. WHITNEY:A star whose light went dim before the final curtain call was FULLY REALIZED. She was on a comeback train that never quite arrived, or shall we clarify and say that the train stopped suddenly and without warning.

AT TIMES, Sweet, endearing, beautiful and multi-talented people, leave the planet FAR too soon. I WOULD PUT MS. HOUSTON AT THE TOP OF THIS LIST..

My guess is that God; The Universe, and the angels, IN HEAVEN, have a special theater for YOU and that you AND THE ANGELS are singing hymns, songs and praises to the Almighty One; that your voice is resonating louder and bolder than ever- MORE INCREDIBLY BEAUTIFUL THAN EVEN YOU MS. HOUSTON, COULD HAVE ever thought possible.

My one question is:” Why did you choose to go so soon?”

I realize that it is selfish OF US, all of your brothers and sisters in Christ, YOUR FAMILY, FRIENDS AND FAN-BASE, to ask you to want to stay on the planet and entertain us when you are so full of inner beauty, majesty and shine. Your voice vibrates and illuminates in a display of the creator’s love for art, music, singing and melodies that HAVE EVEN touched OUR Heavenly Father’s heart…

May the eager harp players, pianists and background vocalists, that are now in Heaven, rejoice in knowing that their lead singer: Ms. Whitney; desired to arrive and play a concert for the Almighty One; melodies and vibrations enjoyed day in and day out for ALL eternity, as we enjoyed your voice on the earthly plane of existence.

IN HEAVEN, the light is no longer dim, the light is brighter and more beautifully illuminated, if that can even be imagined.

From the Lord you received your voice to transmute beautiful vibrations of sound and majesty, released and expressed out into the world, NOW your soul is consecrated to the Almighty Lord, returning to Him; where your home is forever and I’ll bet that you engage and illuminate Heaven in an amazing way!!!!…

Thank you LORD for giving the world your beautiful, live singing SONGBIRD WITH THE VOICE OF AN ANGEL: MS.WHITNEY HOUSTON, for as long as you let the world listen and hear such a remarkable song bird, letting us all see the beauty in your majesty and in all that you touch, if we allow ourselves to listen to your divinity, and follow our hearts and our faith to trust in the Lord to guide us everyday. WE TOO CAN REACH SUCH AMAZING HEIGHTS OF SPLENDOR AND GRACE. IN OUR OWN INDIVIDUAL AND UNIQUE FORMULA AND SENSE OF ADVENTURE.

Many blessing’s to YOU, MS. HOUSTON, BOBBY BROWN and BOBBIE CHRISTINA, a family that will all reunite in HEAVEN. MS. Whitney Houston Who’s Voice Now Illuminates Heaven-A True Songbird – We Will Always Love You!

A Lifetime of Gigs

I love playing shows. Even the ones where I’m exhausted. Just getting up on a stage is like a drug for me. I’ve played hundreds, maybe close to a thousand shows over the last ten years of my life.

But yet, it’s only happened a few times, perhaps about four that I can truly remember, where there’s this perfect synergy between band and audience. You look around and the band is just clicking, the vibe is right, the energy is high and the crowd is totally into the show.

Four times. From 1990 to present day.

These are those times: –

– Roxy Cinema, Trinidad (October 1990) – My first ‘real’ show with my thrash metal cover-band Warhead, I didn’t even know what a sound check was, I hadn’t a clue what playing a ‘rock show’ entailed. Tt the end of our set, the crowd was screaming our name, I was 16. We played an encore. The band lasted another year before we called it a day. I thought my music career was over then. Little did I know it was just beginning.

– El Mocambo, Toronto, Canada (November 2008) – From 2004 – 2008, I occasionally did solo shows. They weren’t my favourite but, this time I played a solo acoustic show for a group of underprivileged migrant school children. They all wanted my autograph after. I’ve never experienced such gratitude, I was 34. They never heard my music before. Such honesty and appreciation.

– Womad Festival, London, England (July 2014) – Charlie Gillet Stage, 4pm show. The crowd was screaming for us (Kobo Town) in between every song. They sang along to songs they never heard till that evening, I know this because we’ve never played at Womad before. It was the loudest and most appreciative audience we’ve ever played for, we signed autographs for almost an hour after, I was 40.

– Assumption Church, Trinidad (2001 – present) – The Saturday evening choir is sometimes a hit and miss, but every once in a while we get it right, and we play hymns the way they’re meant to be played – reverent, with love and homage to God, and I can see the look on the parishioners, that they enjoy what we do, and for a brief moment, the church is filled with a sense of peace and love. God’s peace perhaps.