I was nine years old, foolish and feeble, when I first heard “Stop Me If You Think You’ve Heard This One Before” by The Smiths. Even to my impossibly young and tiny mind I could sense it was something special – the greatest piece of music I’d ever heard. Not that I was any kind of taste-maker savant: I was listening to Starship, The Bangles, and Mel & Kim at this time – life was so much simpler then! But something happened during those three and a half minutes – a firing of synapses, an explosion of neurochemicals, a cloudburst of endorphins – that started a love affair (one-sided, as far as I know) that would stay with me for life.
“Best of Lists” – gospel to some, anathema to others – will tell you that The Queen Is Dead is the quintessential Smiths album...Read More