moz and me
July 3, 2007Hi. Hello. I am still reeling from last night a bit and swooning and feeling very pleasant and warm in my stomach and loins regions.
Why, you ask? BECAUSE THE MORRISSEY SHOW AT WOLF TRAP WAS THE BEST THING EVER. Have you met my friend Morrissey?
Last night was the perfect temperature, Wolf Trap is actually a pretty good venue, and my seats were awesome. Morrissey came out with his gang of instrument-wielding pretty boys … all in matching, tight outfits … and really worked the crowd. His voice sounded great despite him being sick and cancelling the last few gigs (and, subsequently, the one that was scheduled to take place tonight). During the first song, ‘The Queen is Dead,’ he worked his tambourine as if it was a baton, and the lights shimmered off of it as it twirled.
Setlist:
The Queen Is Dead / The Last Of The Famous International Playboys / You Have Killed Me / Disappointed / Ganglord / The National Front Disco / Let Me Kiss You / Girlfriend In A Coma / Everyday Is Like Sunday / All You Need Is Me / The Boy With The Thorn In His Side / Irish Blood, English Heart / I Will See You In Far Off Places / Please, Please, Please Let Me Get What I Want / First Of The Gang To Die / That’s How People Grow Up / I Just Want To See The Boy Happy / How Soon Is Now? // You’re Gonna Need Someone On Your Side
I did not think I would hear ‘Playboys,’ which is my favorite ever Morrissey solo track, and when he played it second, it was instant gratification. I cannot believe that he played so many Smiths songs, and I shed a little tear during ‘Please, Please, Please,’ especially at the end, when the trumpet blared the round-up notes perfectly. ‘First of the Gang to Die’ equally amazed me and a lot of dancing ensued. There was only one awkward bit, when Morrissey removed his shirt, but he rebounded quickly by heading offstage to retrieve another one. Also, the people who tossed him cards and things from the audience made me feel bad. But whatever. At the end of the show, the large gong that sat mostly dormant for the set sprang to life as the drummer hit in a million times! It was awesome. There was one girl who, right before encore, made it onto the stage before the bodyguard got her! What a badass.
I was there too! (but on the common people grass…) my 14-year-old self was so happy to finally see Morrissey.