WHOA: Morrissey At The Mann, Friday, June 29
And yes, we just booked the afterparty. Hot.
Pitchfork: I Am Moz, Bow Before Me
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March 23rd, 2007 at 9:46 am
Ah, Stephen Patrick Morrissey, the man who drew me to Oscar Wilde. Bastard ruined my life. I could have made partner. I just know it.
(Alright–in light of this gesture of unepentant nelliness, I take back that poop comment in the previous post: It was mine, Joey. There.)
It’s always a little startling to see Morrissey drive, isn’t it? Can he actually swoon and observe traffic laws? How’s that hooptie’s gas mileage with all those pompadours catching the wind like that? What’s Morrissey’s armor class in black and white as opposed to color? And where is he taking those unsuspecting young men? Did anyone warn them? Did he wash, groom and tattoo them himself? Is Peter Lamborn Wilson behind this nefarious abduction scheme? Is he eating gummi bears out of their navels in an airstream trailer out in the Pine Barrens at this very moment? Are they giggling because they’re out of tears? Sinister machinations are afoot, I tell you.
I miss that C86 haircut sometimes, even though it made me look like Corey Haines.
Back to the garden…
March 24th, 2007 at 9:09 am
The Mann Music Center? Are you fucking kidding me?