The Slightly Surly Digest: Morrissey at The Mann.
I think I'm getting old.
Let me rephrase. I know I'm getting old, but maybe I'm becoming a stick in the mud. The Magic of Morrissey is officially gone.
I went to the show with two friends of Dax, who were very sweet but waaay too into Morrissey for my personal comfort. One of the girls disappeared the second we sat down so she could claw her way to the front row (by the way, we were not in the front row after all. I think the purchaser thought "Row O" was in fact "Row Zero". I have no other explanation. They were still great seats though). I told them I'd be in the back by the bar. With my head on the..oh never mind.
He opened with Queen is Dead, which was really great. After that he stopped, paused, and said "Art, art, art." and then I said "Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy." And then he proceeded to sing something I can't even remember.
Unfortunately most of the show was all stuff I would skip on my iPod if I were kichensinging. And speaking of kitchensinging, he changed words a number of times to fit with the current political climate, like 'Tories' to 'Republicans' and 'television' to 'Fox News', which I found mildly irritating, not only because it's a cheap applaud, but also because I love singing along and I felt like a jerk because I wasn't getting the words right! I am a lyrics freak, and Smiths/Morrissey lyrics are an achingly close second favorite to the empathetic lyrics of Belle & Sebastian, especially the ones about lonely, precocious unattractive girls with escapist fantasies who wear sensible shoes. Don't mess with the lyrics, man! Got it?!
And that is all I will say.
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