The Smiths' best album, Meat is Murder, is not music for a light sob. This is an album for a "I am human and need to be loved" hardcore cryfest. Each trademark Morrissey yelp synchronizes perfectly with each hiccup. Every bit of Johnny Marr jangle harmonizes with every sniffle. The lyrics are over the top and overdramatic. On "Nowhere Fast," Morrissey cries, "And if the day came when I felt a natural emotion/I'd get such a shock I'd probably lie/In the middle of the street and die." And there's so much more where that came from. But it also heals your heartaches. You start off identifying with the pain of "I Want the One I Can't Have," but eventually you find you're just crying because Morrissey's school teachers were so awful or because you remember "How Soon is Now?" was used as the theme song for Charmed. You forget what you were crying about in the first place, dry your eyes and start working toward another heartbreak and another date with Meat is Murder.

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