All over Battersea, some hope and some despair...

Go up into your attic and dig out your old black turtleneck! Bust out dem daisies! Strike a pose of affected angst! Morrissey has finally decided he's tortured his fans long enough and is releasing his first album in 7 years! Oh, but I can't stay mad at you, Steven, I forgive you. This could be 45 minutes of you farting and I'll still buy two copies. You're a little grey around the temples, I see, and my acne has cleared up, a girl or two has even talked to me by now, but you still pull me down into a time when I felt I could change the world by not eating meat (nooooo, nooooo, noooooooooooo...IT IS MURDER).

We are the quarry, indeed.