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I sat on the floor at my parents' house, putting the needle on the record. I remember the first song came as a shock: the layers of sound, the astounding drumming, so intense and urgent. I remember writing over and over again in my notebook: Oh mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head, and finding an odd comfort in those words. The Smiths' world became my own, I immersed myself in it and wore their lyrics as armour against the dangers of being over sensitive and young. Like for so many others, There is A Light that Never Goes Out became my anthem. It was the song that I had in my heart when I was kicked out of my house. It was the torch in the darkness of some very dark times. I read somewhere that if you loved The Smiths as a teenager you'd never love another band the same way. and it is absolutly right. |
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