So farewell then, New Musical Express

[Sir C]

Whether the Smiths were any good or not is, of course, a matter of taste and opinion. In my universe they might have been quite good had that complete pillock not been their singer.

And I never felt under any pressure from that corrupt and pretentious rag to like or dislike anything on their say so. I only ever really read the letter from John Connolly, New Barnet at the end each week anyway.

It's all so fey, though. So revoltingly wishy-washy. Rock n roll is supposed to be angry. It's supposed to be powerful. It's supposed to scream truth into your head, not mince around waving a fúcking flower about.

I'd love to see a fight between Ronnie Van Zandt and Morrissey. No rules. Ronnie would rip his unused Mancunian dick off.

[Burney]

It's all so fey, though. So revoltingly wishy-washy. Rock n roll is supposed to be angry. It's supposed to be powerful. It's supposed to scream truth into your head, not mince around waving a fúcking flower about.

I'd love to see a fight between Ronnie Van Zandt and Morrissey. No rules. Ronnie would rip his unused Mancunian dick off.

Who said anything about Rock and Roll? It's popular music. Rock and Roll is just a narrow stratum of popular music beloved of people who can't dance.

[Sir C]

Who said anything about Rock and Roll? It's popular music. Rock and Roll is just a narrow stratum of popular music beloved of people who can't dance.

You're so gay sometimes.

[redgunamo]

Who said anything about Rock and Roll? It's popular music. Rock and Roll is just a narrow stratum of popular music beloved of people who can't dance.

Birds in micro-skirts and stilettos and boob-tubes randomly gyrating away on the dancefloor. Superb.