WORDSMITH WARBLES

OK, OK, so the faces we used in Record Rack last week to rate albums were stupid. While we launch a study to come up with a better symbol for rating the records, we’ll go with the old standby of 1 to 4 checks. Translation: = “Great Balls of Fire”

= “Good Vibrations” = “Maybe Baby” = “Running on Empty”

“LOUDER THAN BOMBS.” The Smiths. Sire. The work of Smiths lyricist-singer Morrissey is definitely an acquired taste. But this two-record set of old and new material should turn those who are undecided about his talents into absolute aficionados. Morrissey’s world-weary warble may be initially off-putting, but it perfectly complements his often bleak vignettes and romantic recollections--and certainly doesn’t prevent him from investing considerable emotion into the songs.

The seven new tunes suggest that his songwriting is becoming less shackled by self-absorption. Indeed, Morrissey is a supremely gifted wordsmith who can turn a phrase or summon an image with uncommon literacy and grace. Many of his lyrics are conversational, but he rarely employs his verbal agility just to show what a witty raconteur he is. He understands the difference between poetic simplicity and just being simplistic, and so does guitarist Johnny Marr, who wraps Morrissey’s lyrics around a variety of supple, sparkling melodies. “Louder Than Bombs” is a refreshing collection of fine songs, well-played and--yes--well-sung.