Morrissey @ The Palace
:: swoon ::
For whatever reason, the boy agreed to go (he hates Morrissey) … Although we did have this conversation on a smoke break …
Me: You hanging in there?
D: They’re not as bad as I thought.
Me: Really?
D: But Morrissey still sounds like Kermit the Frog.
Me: …
D: [in Kermit voice] I am Kermit and I need to be loooooved. Just like every other frog dooooooes.
D: But the band is really talented.
Me: [shakes head and tries not to laugh] You’re an ass. But I love you.
The band WAS incredibly talented and mesmerizing to watch (when I could see around the tallest dude in the place, who just so happened to be seated right in front of me). The sound in the Palace is AMAZING (when I could hear over the obnoxious frat boy and his girlfriend who decided to hold social hour throughout the show, and who just happened to be seated right beside me). Morrissey’s voice was still crystal clear, and he still makes the cool straight girls swoon … We left a bit early, as I nearly passed out of heatstroke. But here’s the full set list ::
This Charming Man
Billy Budd
That’s How People Grow Up
Black Cloud
How Soon is Now?
Irish Blood, English Heart
I Keep Mine Hidden
How Could Anybody Possibly Know How I Feel?
Ask
I’m Throwing My Arms Around Paris
Mama Lay Softly on the Riverbed
Best Friend on the Payroll
When I Last Spoke to Carol
Seasick But Still Docked
The Loop
Death of A Disco Dancer
Let Me Kiss You
Sorry Doesn’t Help Us
Something Is Squeezing My Skull
I’m OK By Myself
Encore: First of the Gang to Die
Also, check out the Courteeners. They opened, and I dug it.
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