Mark E. Smith is a ranter, but rarely a crowd-pleaser; he's also a
Twilight Zone fanatic, a William Blake obsessive, and
something of a thug, not to mention, just maybe, Britpunk's poet
laureate and philosopher king. He's also the sole constant member
of the Fall, one of the most indestructible musical ideas to emerge
from British punk.
Using half-sung, half-snarled, sometimes hysterically funny,...