My second roommate in college, Chris aka Pee Wee, was nuts for the Smiths and REM. I know, it’s amazing we got along for any amount of time. REM I could handle in tiny doses since their fans were on par with Beatles fans in their annoyance…both believe their band invented everything. As for the Smiths, I drew a blank because I had been living in North Dakota during their breakout years (or parts of the Midwest that didn’t want let go over the Seventies being over). The first time I heard Morrissey’s voice, I pissed off Chris by saying, “Their singer sounds like Dudley Doo Right.” I continue to stand by this and I’m confident, it’s the foundation all imitators, namely Dana Gould, use.