Friday, August 23, 2002

morrissey post number 2
as i was standing there trying to defend myself against this big gorilla mook dude and his skank girlfriend i was thinking to myself, "holy crap this is morrissey ... THE morrissey. like the one who is responsible for ALL these songs. this isn't some hack, this is THE guy." it was kinda weird. morrissey looked like such the laid back player, but at the same time he looked unbelievably haggard and worn thin. the man is obviously on coke ... a lot of coke. he was popping pills on stage too. it wasnt like "hey i'm going to pop some pills right now" but if you watched and paid attention you would see him doing it when he would turn his back or when he went to get water. i think that man is on the fast track to dying like a real rock star ... seriously, the only way morrissey could become more of a "legend" than he already is, is if he died. he'd have to die one of 2 ways though. the really big dramatic, heart explodes on stage kind of dying or he could just silently slip into the abyss one night and be found dead the next day. morrissey is a strange enigma. he's a multi-purpose sex symbol -- nate thought that concept up. before last night i had never seen morrissey in real life, and i think that if you like his music you totally need to see him live. its just weird the way the songs he sings take on a different feel when you see morrissey actually singing them. he looks like he's totally pissed off, then he looks complacent, then he breaks from it all and looks like he's just going through his act. i mean, when it boils down to it, his whole set is just his act. morrissey is the definition of show business and it just works so unbelievably well. he is what would happen if tom jones made sweet love to elvis and they had a pissed off a-sexual love child.

the world is full of crashing bores .... nothing truer has ever been said.