As a Gen Xer, I grew up with The Smiths and Morrissey’s solo work.
He’s never made a secret of his politics (c.f. his song “Margaret on the Guillotine” for a particularly florid example). Nevertheless, sometimes his music was suitable for listening to when I was in one of those hormone-fuelled teen angst moods, and I’d sit in the basement, brooding and writing dark poetry.
Nevertheless, even then, most of us wave and punk fans used to joke amongst ourselves that every Morrissey album was sold with a razor blade, and the admonition that it’s: “down the block, not across the street”!
Heck, I do that now and I'm in my 40's! LOL on your post.
Bart: Ah, making teenagers depressed is like shooting fish in a barrel.