How I came to my devotion to Morrissey is an interesting story. I was in college at the University of Arkansas in Fayetteville, Arkansas, living in a dormitory next door to a friend that wrote album reviews for the college newspaper, The Arkansas Traveler. He had just gotten an advanced copy of an album by some British band he found off-putting and wondered if I had heard it. He didn't like writing negative reviews and was looking for something positive to say about the record. I played it and ended up writing the review myself. I was immediately drawn to the images created from Morrissey's words. The music was fantastic but the lyrics meant more to me, somehow speaking straight to my soul and reassuring me I wasn't alone in my thoughts.