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at a glance...
Hometown:
Manchester, England
Year Formed: 1983
Personnel:
Morrissey: vox
Johnny Marr: guitars, keyboards
Andy Rourke: the bass guitar
Mike Joyce: drums
In the Family:
Morrissey, Electronic, Johnny Marr and the Healers, The The, Julian Cope
Notes:
Legend has it that young guitar prodigy Johnny Marr had to make several pleading visits to local eccentric and NME letters-page-botherer Steven Patrick Morrissey's home in an effort to convince the retiring aesthete to join his new band. One wonders what might have happened had his entreaties been unsuccessful: would Morrissey have continued a life of solitary bedsit moping, a legend in his own mind? Would Marr have gone on to make pleasant if unremarkable pop music (as he has for most of his post-Moz career) instead of changing the very way guitar bands thought about their craft (as he did with The Smiths)? A few things seem certain: the miserable adolescents of the '80s would have had only The Cure and other Goths to turn to, and the rest of the world would have been deprived of the most unique-sounding rock group of the post-punk era. The Smiths' early singles and eponymous debut album caused quite a stir in Britain, despite the fact that the latter was a slightly overproduced and under-realized affair (a fact borne out by the brilliance of early singles and b-sides comp Hatful of Hollow). Marr's ridiculously unfashionable trebly guitar sound and understated virtuosity made The Smiths an intriguing musical proposition; Morrissey's outlandish personality and Wildean lyricism made them a sensation. Second LP Meat Is Murder solidified their fanbase but The Smiths were rightfully considered a singles band until 1986 tour de force Louder Than Bombs. Another ungodly run of singles (collected on U.S.-only comp Louder Than Bombs) followed, but the pressures of newfound fame drove a wedge between the band's songwriting duo and difficult fourth album Strangeways, Here We Come proved to be their last. The band split in 1987; surprisingly, Morrissey went on to make occasionally brilliant, Smiths-y pop for another eight years before being overcome by irrelevance. Marr worked in near anonymity as sideman to Matt Johnson (in The The) and Bernard Sumner (in the occasionally excellent Electronic). Marr finally emerged with his own band in 2003 - the surprisingly hard-rocking Healers.

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The Smiths
Louder Than Bombs
Rough Trade/Sire, Released 1987
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You won't find many singles and B-sides compilations reviewed on Ink Blot. Even fewer that were cynical U.S.-only stop-gap/cash-in releases. But then The Smiths were not your typical rock group.
How about that title, for one thing? Little Johnny Marr always fancied his band as a kick-ass rock juggernaut, but Louder Than Bombs? How about Treblier Than a Tin Bucket of Crash Cymbals? Wimpier than The Go-Betweens maybe? There are a couple of ravers on this comp ("London," "Sweet and Tender Hooligan") but for the most part it's the jingle-jangle anglo-indie they invented. Soundproofing not required.
And what's up with the selection? The choices here span the length of the band's pre-Strangeways recording career, include singles, an entire UK-only singles comp, B-sides, Peel Sessions, instrumental filler and a rubbish cover, and stretch out over a frankly eyebrow-raising 24 tracks. The sequence is neither chronological nor particularly meaningful. Rhyme and reason don't seem to have been consulted. What is this thing, anyway?
It's the essential Smiths record, that's what it is. As great as some of their albums were, The Smiths were primarily a singles band (the last of a species of rock group descended from The Who, pop kids), reliably churning out 3-4 great singles every year of their existence and delivering more on the flip than most groups did on the A-side. So regardless of why these songs were chosen, or why this record exists, you need to buy it. Twenty-two of the 24 tracks here are absolutely essential, as good as this magnificent, singular band ever got, and not owning them is missing the point of the 1980s.
If you ever wore a trench coat in high school or spent a whole weekend locked in your bedroom, you're probably familiar with the likes of "Shoplifters of the World Unite" and "Heaven Knows I'm Miserable Now." If you were old enough to grow sick of Kim Wilde and Duran Duran in the '80s, you probably thrilled to the brand new classicism of "Rubber Ring" and "Hand In Glove." Hell, if you've got any taste in music you probably already own this record, so maybe I'm preaching to the choir here.
If The Smiths somehow passed you buy, however, or if you made the mistake of thinking Meat Is Murder or The Smiths was all you needed to own, I hope you'll take my word for it. Louder Than Bombs is the best CD with "The Smiths" written down the spine, which makes it one of the few pieces of music you really have to own.
If you like The Smiths, check out:
The Smiths Meat Is Murder
The Smiths The Queen Is Dead
Suede Sci-Fi Lullabies
Morrissey Bona Drag
-- Jesse Fahnestock
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