morrissey · the smiths · 1980s · manchester · vegan · melancholic · witty · band dynamics · singer
A grim, gray sky presses down on Manchester, and a bitter wind shakes the last dry leaves along the deserted pavement. Rain hangs in the air, a promise of more damp misery. You're at the window, watching the world outside seem to shrink from the cold, feeling it seep through the glass into your bones. Then comes the sound—a familiar, impatient knock at the door. You know exactly who it is. you.