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Tuesday, 22 May 2012

Following The Mozziah Day 251 Tuesday May 22nd 2012

HAPPY 53rd BIRTHDAY 'OUR MOZZER' - WE JUST WANT TO SEE THE BOY....................................MAKE IT TO 54.........OR AT LEAST TO JULY 28th!

Dear 'Absent', Happy birthday, and may you enjoy your gulp of San Diego air.
   Since discovering MorrisseysWorld, I, and a (very) few others, have been like excitable teenagers, and I would like to take this opportunity to thank you for bringing so much pleasure via your blog, twitter, and through the whole MorrisseysWorld phenomenon. Your songs of course, have ALWAYS brought pleasure, but your blog and parody writing, have shown further depths to your genius, and although NOBODY could ever claim to know the real you, the whole MW experience has brought you closer to us. I know you can't stand all this sloppy praise stuff, but, well, tough, sometimes it needs to be said.  It has been a bizarre journey thus far, and it would appear there is no 'sign' of it ending anytime soon. Enjoy your concert tonight, and 'hopefully', if all goes to plan, four of the MorrisseysWorlders will be there to present you with a BLUE ROSE on behalf of us all (well three really, Manclad has tweeted to say he isn't taking one, which on past performances, is neither here nor there!).
  This week's 'Twitterdilly Chart' consists of Moz composition's ONLY, with various Twitterdilly Arms regulars, and a few other MorrisseysWorlders on twitter, choosing one each. There are of course a number of MorrisseysWorlders who don't use twitter, so if they are reading this and would like to add their favourite (favorite) in the comments section, then please do so. I would also like to invite ALL MorrisseysWorlders to send 'Our Mozzer' birthday greetings via the comments box, after all, we KNOW he reads this rubbishy old blog, don't we!
  Thank you once again 'Our Mozzer' for being you, although as we know, you had no choice, and thank you for once again for bringing such pleasure, which we also know, you never meant to!
 Happy Birthday from the Blue Rose Society - May your day be Wilde and Blue.

TRB


MorrisseysWorlder @JJazmineMoz tweeted old '@RustyRockets' today, to ask if he would re-tweet her twitter hash tag of  . MIRACULOUSLY, despite having over 4.6 million followers, Russell Brand not only noticed the tweet, but replied to it. Hmm. We now wait to see if it trends.










THE 'TWITTERDILLY ARMS' - CELEBRATORY BIRTHDAY TOP 10 - TUESDAY 22nd MAY 2012

1. TROUBLE LOVES ME - CHOSEN BY @Heathercat222. The BLUE ROSE anthem.
2. THERE IS A LIGHT THAT NEVER GOES OUT - CHOSEN BY @MorrisseysWorld & @awillo9658
3. THIS CHARMING MAN - CHOSEN BY @mancladmozfan & @cathyplus5
4. COME BACK TO CAMDEN - CHOSEN BY @GirlOnBike1102 & @aboyinthebush22
5. PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE LET ME GET WHAT I WANT - CHOSEN BY @JJazmineMoz
6. NOVEMBER SPAWNED A MONSTER - CHOSEN BY @loughtonlil
7. I'VE CHANGED MY PLEA TO GUILTY - CHOSEN BY @AIRRAID25
8. LAST NIGHT I DREAMT THAT SOMEBODY LOVES ME - CHOSEN BY @PapaSonsFilm
9. LIFE IS A PIGSTY - CHOSEN BY @TheRatsBack
10. SCANDINAVIA - CHOSEN BY @girlwithout
10. WHAT DIFFERENCE DOES IT MAKE - CHOSEN BY @AmyLame

BUBBLING UNDER THE TOP 10, CHOSEN BY THOSE WHO AREN'T YET 100% CONVINCED THAT MW IS REALLY MOZ:

12. THE YOUNGEST WAS THE MOST LOVED - CHOSEN BY @caterita2008
13. SHAME IS THE NAME - CHOSEN BY @southkirk

AND JUST ONE MORE, BECAUSE I KNOW HE WOULD IF HE COULD:
14. STRETCH OUT & WAIT - CHOSEN BY @BucktoothedBoy

LAST ONE, BECAUSE I'VE JUST SEEN HIM TWEET IT - thanks to the 
15. LAST OF THE FAMOUS INTERNATIONAL PLAYBOYS - CHOSEN BY @Tim_Burgess

JUST TWO MORE, ADDED WHEN AMERICA WOKE UP:
16. LET ME KISS YOU - CHOSEN BY @Its_Only_me_K
17. WHY DON'T YOU FIND OUT FOR YOURSELF - CHOSEN BY @Fancys123

15 comments:

  1. Happy Birthday Mozzer!

    Maybe Manclad is a bit like my best friend when she failed her driving test. She wouldn't tell anyone when her next test would be so that she wouldn't feel under pressure to perform! Go for it Manc - you can do it!

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  2. Morrissey - Have a Happy, Happy Birthday!!

    Rat - Since you've invited us to post our favorite Moz song, here goes (but I couldn't choose just one):
    "Tomorrow"
    "Billy Budd"
    "Dial-a-Cliché"
    "You're Gonna Need Someone on Your Side"

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  3. Happy Birthday Moz!!!

    totally agree with everything what you wrote about
    MorrisseysWorld ... I found it the morning after the
    Brixton gig - the day of the Palladium gig, it's been
    a great journey so far.

    the never played symphonies #ohtohearitlive...
    art hounds
    angel angel down we go together

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  4. Dear Rat, just came back from the dentist, got no time to explain my tought by now, tomorrow...By now I should say that on twitter there is a user called "R" and I'm following her! Thanks for the chart, see you tomorrow on twitterdilly! Ciao!

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  5. Blue Rose Birthday Greetings to Our Mozzer.

    Nice touch with the Birthday Top 10 Ratty!

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  6. Thanks for allowing me to offer a top ten song.I am a rather new fan and as I collect Morrissey CD's I'm always finding a new favorite, so they change often, although YOR & Quarry are my favorite cds, I do hope he has a really good birthday, and hope the T Arm regulars get him his 'Blue Rose'. I am excited over this concert and wish I was able to go. The concerts last summer were the only reason I followed so-low, it was really fun to read the excitement as fans would post about the concert. I no longer do this as they are very mean and nasty r/t Morrissey and any fan that posts something nice. I do not understand why if you hate him so much, you would even go to a blog that's dedicated to him. I have twitter now and and your blog to read up on concerts. As for me tonight, I will do as usual, pretend I am at the concert. It is very easy to do. I play "Live at Earl's Court" lay down and pretend. It was easier when my dog Sammy was alive, she'd crawl in behind me and bump into me as she moved about--giving the feeling of being in a crowd pushing up against me, enhancing the experience even more. But as it's a birthday, maybe I can find some cake--more likely a cookie and pretend it's Moz's b-cake. Have a good night and day tomorrow when we find out they delivered the roses.

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  7. I'd rather leave my birthday wishes on a blog thingy dedicated to another blog thingy than on *that* solow site :-) so here it comes:

    -- Happy birthday to the greatest man alive! -- *sob a bit*

    Here's my top 10 songs (changing as I type but what the hell, they're ALL fantastic songs so it doesn't really matter):

    1. The Never-Played Symphonies
    2. Scandinavia
    3. There Is A Light That Never Goes Out
    4. Speedway
    5. Everyday Is Like Sunday
    6. Ganglord
    7. Life Is A Pigsty
    8. Asleep
    9. Southpaw
    10. Disappointed

    Morrissey, please live forever and never stop making records. There's people out there you really need you *sob even more*

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  8. "Lounging Around Part 2" - Do not post until Part 2 is 'completed.' - R

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  9. "Lounging Around" Part II

    *insert picture of the iconic star Morr-ee-say, looking elegant, artistic and, as ever, utterly disinterested*

    "Have you seen this on FollowingTheMozziah, Mozzer?" asks Russell with his iPhone pointing towards the iconic star.

    "I'm afraid Morr-ee-say's stopped reading that blog, Russell; it's not nearly fawning enough," says Mikey.

    Morrissey looks away from the i-Phone, before gazing out of the corner of his right eye.

    "C***," says Morrissey. "The dreary(italic) c***ing b*****d."

    "Chwist, Mozza! What's that Wat done this time?" asks Jonathan with a deadpan worried look, pouting slightly. "He hasn't closed down his blog again, has he?"

    Or worse - is it still running?" asks Broken archly.

    "...Or perhaps, kind sir, the Rat has offended thine eye by posting black and white stars of too obvious a vintage, rather than darkly homoerotic iconoclasts, a la... a certain seminal artiste?..." squeaks Russell, rolling his Rs. "...Oh Morrissey, my fountain of masculinity and waterfall of femininity, Oh Morrissey, my beloved poet and icon of loneliness, symbol of loveliness and-"

    "-Oh, why don't you shut up, Russell?"

    Morrissey strokes his chin and sighs; his eyes dart about the room.

    "Boz, did you know about THIS?"

    "I have no knowledge of it, sire."

    "Of what, Boz?"

    "Of whatever it is you're asking about, sir."

    "How can you be sure you have no knowledge of it when you don't even know what I'm asking about, Boz?"

    "I have amnesia, sir. Since I bumped my shoulder on your cupboard door last night, sir, making your gin and tonic with slice of Colombian lime, all my memories of recent events have gone."

    Morrissey licks his lips.

    "Boz," says Broken softly. "I've never heard of amnesia being caused by a blow to the shoulder. Normally it requires a blow to the cranium where the brain resides. Had you had a blow to the arse I could have understood it..."

    Wossy laughs thinly and Mikey titters, trying to avoid eye contact with Broken.

    "What HAS happened, sir?" asks Boz Boorer, peering towards the i-phone.

    "The b*****d has posted my latest parody article. Sixty two comments. Worldwide."

    "How many by the Rat?" asks Broken.

    "At least sixty, judging by the paucity of wit, charm and due diligence," moans Morrissey. "With fans like these who needs enemies?"

    "They're dreary (italic) c***s, sir," says Boz Boorer proudly.

    "...Poor choice of words there Boz, old son."

    "Quite so, Morr-ee-say," adds Mikey Bracewell with an understated nod. "To call Morr-ee-say's fans dreary (italic) Boz - well it's just not on, quite frankly. They're blessed with exquisite taste, not to mention loyalty. They're anything BUT dreary"

    Wossy nods thinly. Broken looks sceptical.

    "I wasn't taking issue with Boz's use of the word dreary (italic) old friend. My fans are certainly dreary (italic) - in fact some of them make Boz Boorer seem fascinating (italic) by comparison - no, I was quibbling with Boz's use of the word 'c***s' when my fans are clearly more dreary (italic) b*****ds, and less dreary (italic) c***s."

    Jonathan Ross smirks and Russell Brand looks terribly serious, cocking his head on to one side, resembling a jack-in-the-box mounted upon a stretched flesh-coloured banana.

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    1. Is that the end, Sir Morr-ee-say, sir? No! Oh, sorry. Please carry on.
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  10. "What have they done this time?" asks Broken wearily.

    "Well they've posted my parody article..." replies the iconic star.

    "...You mean MY article?" asks Broken.

    "Yes, yes YOUR parody article... but... they haven't posted a single shirtless photograph of this extraordinary (italic) thing to accompany it, to bring out the eroticism, to magnify the wit and masculine energy of the piece..."

    Morrissey with slow, careful fingers pulls a tuft of shirt out of his M&S briefs and ties it mesmerizingly (italic) into a knot, revealing just a crest of manflesh above the left hip and gazes out towards an imaginary sweaty moshpit looking almost statuesque.

    Boz Boorer cooes and then wolf-whistles. Russell Brand throws his hair back and stares. Wossy smirks and sips his cider.

    "You saucy old thing," laughs Russell.

    The seminal artiste licks his lips.

    "You saucy YOUNG thing!" cries Russell. "In your very late forties, maturing slowly like the finest La Romanee Conti..."

    "Nah, Moz is more like a fine wine than a gypsy c***," announces Boz Boorer. "And it's quite rude of you to suggest otherwise, Mr Brand."

    Morrissey laughs and draws the back of his hand theatrically across his brow, shaking his head in disbelief.

    "...How good of you to translate for me, Boz," Morrissey says. "I had no idea you were a polyglot, much less a wine connoisseur"

    "I'm not at all sir - I like gypsies actually."

    "Which is your favourite vintage, Boz?" asks Wossy.

    "Erm," wonders Boz awkwardly. "I have to say my own wine... from the vineyard me and Lyn are looking after..."

    "You have a vineyard, Boz?" asks Russell.

    "Yes, Mr Brand. We're trying to replicate the techniques and flavours of the finest wines we've ever sampled."

    "Boz - what is the finest wine you've sampled?" asks Mikey with a note of curiosity, picking up his cup of Darjeeling.

    Boz Boorer pauses, deep in thought. Then he goes on:

    "Blue Nun Mikey," says Boz.

    Russell laughs hysterically: "Very good Boz! Very dry!"

    "It's sweet actually," replies Boz. "They do a very good sweet white at my local off-license."

    Morrissey rolls his eyes and gazes at the clock. Broken soundlessly sips his red wine.

    "Where is the vineyard? France? Spain? Australia?" asks Wossy.

    "...Edgeware," says Martin Boorer. "In me greenhouse. It's my pride and joy Mr Ross - it's fifty feet by thirty feet."

    "That's a big one, Boz" says Wossy.

    "It is," says Boz. "You could fit a Morrissey concert in there!"

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    1. Is THAT the end, sir Morr-ee-say, sir? Shall I publish it yet? No! Please make it clear when you have finished, I have poor eyesight.... and slight tinnitus.
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  11. "What a splendid idea Boz," whispers Broken. "With Jesse Tobias and Mozzer playing the old Years of Refusal b-side you'll have no need for yeast. The sourness of the music alone will ferment those grapes into wine."

    "Really sire?" asks Boz Boorer naively.

    Wossy, Russell and Broken laugh; Mikey thinks better of it. Morrissey glowers at Russell Brand.

    "I don't know what to think sir," says Boz Boorer, rubbing his belly and suppressing a belch. "First Alexis Petridis-"

    "-Alexis Petriditis..."

    "...Yes, sire, Alexis Petriditis I think it was - yes sir, that was his name; he said in his Years of Refusal review that your album could turn milk sour if you placed a bottle on top of the speakers... and now THIS... maybe there is something in it, sir, maybe your music emits some sort of energy that has unique powers..."

    "Very New Age, Boz," says Broken. "Why not try it? For the man who booked himself in to play the Oasis Leisure Centre, surely playing Boz Boorer's Greenhouse in Edgeware isn't such a fall from grace? And just think of the marketability: Morrissey-fermented wine. Christ! Forget naked life-sized posters and cheaply knocked off polyester t-shirts - you chaps are sitting on a goldmine..."

    Nobody says a thing. Then Morrissey strokes his chin.

    "It's an interesting concept. Could it be done? Of course I'd need a share of the old royalties Boz, if I'm going to assist you with the fermentation process."

    "Ahem," bumbles Boz uncomfortably. "Lyn's in charge of the finances, sir. She was quite clear. She told me under no circumstances would she allow me to cock this one up, not after 2002, sir..."

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  12. "-Then it's agreed, Boz. I'll take 50% of profits and... shazzam!...From online erotic assistance to wine fermenting... tricks of the trade... diversifying one's assets... it's no walk in the park, this fame game. And - just think of the enigmatic otherness factor of Morrissey wine (italic)"

    "...Very enigmatic sir... But sire, Lyn won't like that, sire, not 50% sir, not half of all our profits, sir..."

    "What's mine is yours, Boz, and what's yours is mine - don't you remember the solemn vow you took upon joining the MorrisseyBand?"

    "Yes, sir, but..."

    The seminal artiste claps his hands.

    "More gin!"

    In trots Solomon Walker wearing a 'Matthew Porker' badge; he pours the rest of the gin into the singer's plastic cup.

    "...dismissed. And don't forget to submit your fine for seeking permission to speak earlier, Matthew."

    "Yes sir" says Solomon. "....oh shit (italic)."

    The seminal artiste smiles: "Make that two fines, old friend-"

    "-Sir," says Boz Boorer desperately. "You said you weren't going to play any British dates since everyone hates you there now.... in case you didn't sell enough tickets. Don't you remember sir? Have you changed your mind sir? 'ave you seen sense and realised you can sell out lots of concerts even though everyone hates you?"

    "Oh come now, Boz. You're speaking to the man who sold out the Santa Ana Observatory... I hardly think there's much chance of having empty seats in your Greenhouse. No, this is a fascinating (italic) idea. I'll ferment your grapes, and you can sell it as Morrissey wine, with a few coppers in the old piggy bank for a once-famous singer..."

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  13. "Well sir, maybe Lyn won't mind so much losing out on the royalties... if there's another tour. She always tells me how she loves it when I go on tour, especially on the other side of the world, sir..."

    "Just think of the increased revenues thanks to the name Morr-ee-say (italic): hint of vanilla, lingering aftertaste, enjoyable with roasted vegetables or pasta..." Morrissey's voice trails off with a flourish.

    "...Just like Blue Nun, sir."

    "Is that what you're aiming for, Boz? The Blue Nun aftertaste?" asks Wossy with a glib grin.

    "Not really Mr Ross - Lyn just wants to sell it two for the price of one down the covered market, just like our favourite Blue Nun."

    "A lofty aspiration," says Broken.

    "Don't you think journalists might make a bit of a scene if you play a concert in greenhouse (italic), Morr-ee-say?" asks Mikey.

    "Well I played Brentwood Leisure Centre in 2009, didn't I?"

    Mikey Bracewell raises an eyebrow and smiles thinly.

    "No, this is going to be extraordinary (italic). Boz...! Boz....! Ah... there you are…! Book me into your greenhouse in late 2014. And please, old son - no meat vendors at the venue and - make SURE there's standing space, not just seats. I'm not Cher just(italic) yet."

    "Cher retires to a residency in Vegas... Morrissey comes to Boz Boorer's greenhouse. Yes, I can see the parallels, Morrissey," Broken says, lifting up his glass jubilantly.

    The men drink their drinks and Boz Boorer finally belches; then he swallows with a red face and shiny cheeks, smiling fulsomely at Morrissey.

    "Lyn will be thrilled, sir," he says meekly. "Thrilled..."

    Thus ends part II

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