Where shall I start? I suppose it makes sense to start from before the beginning:
SATURDAY JULY 28TH
0730 - 'Big Mick' arrived at my house, bright eyed and bushy tailed, and off we set in the Rat Mobile from the sunny south coast of England, destination Manchester.
'MARCUS THE GREEK' - WORE HIS MORRISSEYSWORD T-SHIRT
LOUGHTON LIL - IRISH BLOOD, TWITTERDILLY HEART
MRS LOUGHTON LIL - "LOVELY"
I have exchanged many tweets with 'Loughton Lil' over the past ten months, but we had never spoken before, let alone met. Loughton Lil was just what I had expected, although he is a lot uglier in real life, than he sounds on twitter. After a quick drink, we all crossed the road and entered the M.E.N Arena. 'Big Mick', 'Marcus The Greek' and I headed to the front. I should add at this stage, that I had strategically placed two illuminating BLUE ROSES and a giant inflatable RED rose down my pants, so I decided it would be wise not to drink anymore, as toilet visits are not easy when your pants are full of fake flowers, although it isn't something I do regularly!
1930 - Kristeen Young entered the stage, and from the start of her set, to the very end, I was transfixed. I had never seen Kristeen live before, and I didn't take my eyes off her for the whole set. Her voice is incredibly powerful and she reaches notes that probably don't exist. She put a lot of emotion into her set, and even held hands with a member of the audience for the duration of one of the songs. I shouted out a request for 'Life's Not Short, it's Sooo Long', but Kristeen responded by saying that she didn't understand a word of what was being said. I knew I shouldn't have shouted my request in Bulgarian.
KRISTEEN YOUNG AT THE M.E.N - POWERFUL & EMOTIONAL
2035 - The lights went out, the 'Imperfect List' began, and I am proud to say that I started the first chant of MORR-EE-SAY, MORR-EE-SAY, MORR-EE-SAY. The Mozziah appeared in front of his devoted followers (and the few So-low cesspit brigade who still go for some reason), and went straight into an a cappella line of Patti Smith's 'Horses': "White shining silver studs with nose in flames, he saw horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses", and then BANG....'You Have Killed Me'. The frenzy began, and there is no feeling in the world quite like it. The only way to describe being in the Mozpit, is to say it is like being in a rugby scrum for an hour an a half, and it is intense. You have to be on your guard the whole time, and although during the slower songs you get the chance for a breather, there is no ACTUAL room to draw the breath, because you are packed in so tightly. What is more, it is SO hot and sweaty, you wouldn't want to breath in ANYWAY! And as soon as a fast song kicks in, you are off again, struggling just to stay on your feet.
As the hits came thick and fast, so the scrum became tighter and tighter. I was pleasantly surprised to see quite a lot of the crowd were younger than usual. The baton continues to pass on, as those in their teens and twenties discover the songs of the GREATEST writer in the history of popular music. It wasn't all youngsters though, and when a burly man in his late forties put his arm around me during 'Everyday Is Like Sunday', it was like I was being embraced by a long lost friend. As the pack swung from left to right, and then back again, my new best friend said to me, "We're getting too old for this", to which I replied, "but there is NOWHERE else we'd rather be." He agreed, and as 'Fatty' kicked in, we held on for dear life and rucked once more.
Morrissey – Manchester Arena – 28th July 2012
The only things for me to add to Rob's review are; Boz was dressed as Gaynor Tension, there was LOTS of mic cord whipping from Moz, the heart shaped sweat mark appeared on Morrissey's back, and I am CONVINCED Moz had something in his front right pocket. Throughout the concert he kept feeling it, as though to make sure it was still there, but nothing appeared. I therefore will ask Morrissey a question, and hopefully he will post an answer, "Was there something in your front pocket, and if so, WHAT?"
And now it's time to mention the roses. Marcus The Greek waved his BLUE ROSE from the very start, and it can be seen in the majority of the footage on Youtube. I decided to 'keep mine hidden', and to be honest, I was quite enjoying the sensation of having fake flowers in my pants! It was only as Morrissey started to sing 'I Know It's Over' that it felt right to release the 3 foot erection from my trousers.
'I Know It's Over' turned out to be 'probably' THE song of the night for me, although there are so many contenders, that will change by tomorrow. The video, with the giant RED ROSE can be seen here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kWkLFsMYrZM. I could EASILY have thrown the rose onto the stage, but it just didn't seem the right thing to do. If Morrissey wants roses, he will take them, just like he took the RED ROSE in Pomona (see here: See here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tAAWht5sVL0), the WHITE ROSE in Bogota (see here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oVaezmLcyi4) and the BOQUET OF ROSES in Rome (see here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-B8Ut7JP768). So instead of throwing my giant RED ROSE, I passed it around, and it fell into the gutter.
The next rose to make it's way out of my pants was one of the illuminating BLUE ones. Before singing 'Please Please Please, Let Me Get What I Want', Morrissey quoted Irving Berlin's 'Let Me Sing And I'm Happy', and the moment just grabbed me. I whipped out the rose, turned on the light, and held it up throughout the song (see here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zEiebbCOF7k). At the end of the song, Morrissey said, "I love you", although if I'm honest, I don't think it was aimed at me, he was loving EVERYBODY.
The band left the stage after 'Please Please Please' and returned for a brilliant encore of 'Still Ill' and I tossed the shining BLUE ROSE to the stage, where it remained for the duration of the song ( see here at 1 minute 45, just before the stage invader: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s31cuBvd-4g).
All in all, a truly MESMERISING show, up there with the best. For all those who moan about the setlist, there were ELEVEN new songs since he last played in England, the setlist was LONGER than normal, and included SIX Smiths songs, although they are ALL Smiths songs to me, and YES, I do TRULY mean that.
MARCUS THE GREEK'S BLUE ROSE - BLUE ROSES FEATURED HEAVILY IN MANCHESTER, WITH MARCUS THROWING A NUMBER ON STAGE
ANOTHER BLUE ROSE IN MANCHESTER - PHOTO CURTESY OF GEORGE AT WWW.EDGEINDUSTRIALPHOTOGRAPHY.BLOGSPOT.CO.UK
2230 - Back at the hotel, I was reunited with 'Big Mick' and 'Marcus The Greek' (we had been seperated during the melee). I was excited to discuss the 'SIGN', but of course 'Big Mick' knows nothing of MorrisseysWorld. To my amazement, Big Mick had FAILED to see that Boz was in drag, had FAILED to see Moz remove his rose patterned shirt and throw it to the audience during 'Let me kiss You', and had FAILED to see my ROSES. I'm not convinced he was actually there! Marcus was a little disappointed that Morrissey hadn't taken his BLUE ROSE, but he was convinced that Morrissey had looked at him and shaken his head. It obviously wasn't the right time, but BLUE ROSE WILL COME SOON.
2245 - Marcus headed up to bed and was replaced in the bar by Mr and Mrs Loughton Lil, who were accompanied by fellow BLUE ROSE SOCIETY members 'EARS', 'GOB' and 'Stuart Kirk'. Also in tow were MorrisseyWorld sceptic 'Cathy5' and her husband, 'Mr.Cathy'. I excitedly asked them all if they'd seen the 'HAND IN SHIRT FREEMASON SIGN', but none of them had. I honestly believe that I was the ONLY person in the whole of the M.E.N who saw it happen, although now of course they've all seen it on Youtube, and 'Our Mozzer' has posted it on MorrisseysWorld.
GOB AND EARS - BLUE ROSE SOCIETY MEMBERS
The conversation among all present soon turned to MorrisseysWorld (Big Mick had disappeared to the other side of the bar) and we talked about our excitement of the past ten months. I remembered I still had an illuminating BLUE ROSE down my trousers, so I whipped it out and gave it to EARS, who will tonight (Monday) take it to Edinburgh. I also presented her with a BLUE ROSE ring, with the instruction to pass it on to another BLUE ROSE member at the next concert. The ring will become infamous, more so than Ringo Starr's ring in 'Hard Days Night'.
By me meeting up with BLUE ROSE members, it put to bed any suspicion that I may have been behind MorrisseysWorld, and it was interesting that 'Our Mozzer' was tweeting while we drank together. 'Cathy5' refuses to believe that Morrissey is MorrisseysWorld, and will only believe it if Morrissey announces it is him.....she'll have a long wait. When I asked 'Mr.Cathy' if he believed, he simply replied, "I couldn't give a fuck." He also confessed that he believed I was behind it. I have enjoyed the accusations that it may have been me, but now the non believers will have to find somebody else to point the finger at, while in the meantime, they CONTINUE to miss out on enjoying the whole phenomenon. Last year at the Palladium I heard, with my own ears, Morrissey say, "WELCOME TO MY WORLD", and on Saturday I saw, with my own eyes, Morrissey PUT HIS HAND INSIDE HIS SHIRT. Morrissey IS MorrisseysWorld, but then, I already KNEW that!
MR CATHY - "I COULDN'T GIVE A F*CK"
FOLLOWING THE MOZZIAH DAY 319 SUNDAY JULY 29TH 2012 - BACK HOME
It was an early start on Sunday morning, as me and 'Big Mick' headed back down south. I hadn't taken my lap top to Manchester, and my phone is an old brick, so I had missed '@MorrisseysWorld' tweeting on Saturday, and by the time I got home on Sunday, he had already updated the MorrisseysWorld blog with the reference to the FREEMASON SIGN. After a quick read of the utter shit on Morrissey-Solow, I watched some Youtube footage, exchanged tweets with the BLUE ROSERS, and then went to bed.
FOLLOWING THE MOZZIAH DAY 320 MONDAY JULY 30TH 2012
I am back up to speed. It is interesting to read today that the Manchester City councillors are falling over themselves to get something sorted for Morrissey. Mozzer's secret message that he hasn't been honoured because of Freemasonary, probably isn't true. I believe he hasn't been honoured because they have been too frightened he'd reject their offer, and who knows, maybe he will, but that's another chapter for another day. In the meantime, tonight Morrissey plays Edinburgh, and if NONE of the 'Imperfect List' happens, MorrisseysWorld will close FOREVER, and I too will NEVER tweet or blog again. One thing we should remember, it wasn't just Oscar Wilde's followers who wore GREEN CARNATIONS, it was Oscar as well. Will Morrissey wear a BLUE ROSE? Most of the outside world wouldn't have a clue what it meant......THIS IS SPECIAL, AND IT'S OURS. Here is the Imperfect list:
Morrissey's Imperfect List
1. Justin Bieber, Britney Spears, Atomic Kitten, The Cure t-shirts
2. Morrissey to appear with a Blue Rose
3. Morrissey to perform Trouble Loves Me
4. A member of the band to appear with red spectacles and a lump of wood
5. Morrissey to say "Welcome to MorrisseysWorld"
6. Morrissey to wear a red AND white rose
7. Boz Boorer to wear a pink wig
8. Morrissey to wear SWAG t-shirt
9. Morrissey to say the words 'blue rose' or make a Twin Peaks reference
So, will he or won't he?.....................................................See You Tomorrow!
Blue Rose Society