Press play, and within seconds Robert Smith is wailing “I can’t find myself” while a sole guitar strums in the background.
“Oh, grow up,” you might think. This is no way for a millionaire rock star in his mid-forties to behave. But Smith sounds so passionate that you actually believe his moment of crisis as the jagged music rises to match his pained, increasingly distraught vocals.
Nils van der Linden 