Get Well Soon Morrissey

Morrissey collapsed on stage at a gig in Swindon on Saturday night. I was sitting having a beer catching up on the news on Sky when the news came out. I felt a little shiver down my spine. Now I am not Avid Merrion. I despise the celebrity culture and all these talentless nonentities who go on some shit programme and are suddenly on the pages of all those bloody magazines.

However, over the years you do become fond of certain people in the public eye, mainly people who you have grown up/old with and are generally in the music, sport or entertainment industries which I have interest in. Some of these people have been on the box in the corner of the room for as long as I can remember watching it. When they head for the far side banks of Jordan, it will feel strange for them not to be there anymore.

Now don't think I am going all Princess Diana hysteria on you here. I will feel a little sad, have a wee think about some of the memories I have of them and move on. That's the British way. You do NOT collapse into a blubbering mass of tears and hyperventilation about someone who you did not personally know.

I'm thinking here about people like Bruce Forsyth. I remember Brucie in the 70s on the Generation Game with Anthea Redfearn. Sir Alex of Ferguson, for making my childhood football memories so amazing. Clint Eastwood, I sat and watched the spaghetti westerns and Dirty Harry movies with my dad. Ditto Sean Connery for the Bond Movies.

I could be here all night really. But you get the gist of what I'm saying. The individuals above did not have to go into the jungle or get their tits out to become 'famous'. Amen for that.

Music tonight has of course to come from Morrissey. A solo single as opposed to his Smith's output. Suedehead was his first solo single and still one of the best. If you get the chance to see the video it's awesome too, a bit of a homage to James Dean.