THE patronage of The White Stripes' Jack White has revitalised country dame Loretta Lynn.
Now Morrissey is sharing tea and toast with Hollywood neighbour Nancy Sinatra, of These Boots Are Made For Walking faded fame. With fellow celebrity lovers of kitsch, he has brought forth offerings to indulge her. Re-booted at 64, will we still love her? Yes and no.
She brings savvy languor to Jarvis Cocker's Don't Let Him Waste Your Time, revels in the mariachi warmth of Calexico's Burnin' Down The Spark and soaks Bono and The Edge's Two Shots Of Happy, One Shot Of Sad in woozy bar-room melancholia. However, she struggles with Thurston Moore's crepuscular Momma's Boy, and Morrissey's Let Me Kiss You falls tantalisingly short, as so often with modern Morrissey.
Updated: 09:06 Thursday, November 11, 2004
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