An odd release. These three songs were recorded circa Vauxhall and I (in fact, like that LP, they're produced by Steve Lillywhite) but for some reason went unreleased until here. As has been the case for Morrissey's whole career, the B-sides overshadow the A-side. "Sunny" is pleasant, breezy, jovial, and winsome, but the melody is not memorable, whereas "Black-Eyed Susan" is one of those quietly insistent, gently gripping jaunts, in the manner of "Billy Budd" or "You're the One for Me, Fatty," although a psychedelic interlude is incompatible. And "A Swallow on My Neck" is simple and pleasing. Nothing reaches the heights of the Smiths or the man's inspired Viva Hate period (where have you gone, Stephen Street? Moz fans turn their lonely eyes to you), and Morrissey's lyrics still curiously fail to pack their old knockout punch in wit and perception, but Sunny is still of value.
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AllMusic Review by Jack Rabid