We were on our way to a Morrissey show at the Hollywood Bowl last Friday night. Mr. E's car was full. There was my cousin Gil, my brother, Mr. E and myself. I had never been to the Hollywood Bowl or a Morrissey show. The legend (Morrissey) and the company was sure to make the night an unforgettable...alright, I honestly just needed something to write about.
It's not like, "I love Morrissey," as Cindy from San Juan Capistrano said. I have not been a Morrissey fan for "over 15 years" either, like Christina from Montebello who was "really happy" after hearing Morrissey perform her and my favorite Morrissey song, International Playboy.
I must say that Morrissey fans were not what I expected. A certain sibling riding in our car couldn't help but yell, "Morrissey sucks," to fans already walking to the Bowl. The "Guys and Dolls" could not help but laugh at my brother's...I mean that stranger's rants.
Once we made it inside and situated our tickets and dislocation, we separated. Gil and I kind of walked up, then walked back down but we weren't the only ones. I could not believe the amount of fans that were not watching Morrissey perform. They just kept on streaming out.
We made for the beer stand when I heard Morrissey begin to sing Every Day is Like Sunday. I dragged Gil by the lapels of his Levi jacket and snuck our way passed a few guards to watch and hear the classic song being performed live. I wanted to get as close as possible but was finally stopped by a "nin-come-poop." I don't know if that's how you spell the word but that's the only thing I can think of to describe him.
KD: My ticket? Sure, here you go.
NCP: Oh sir you don't belong here.
KD: Oh are you sure.
[I drifted closer toward the stage as he searched for the flashlight he held with both hands.]
NCP: Uh, you can't go there.
KD: Why not? Here's my ticket.
NCP: Those seats are not here.
KD: Where are they? Are you sure?
NCP: Yeah, I think they're up there some where.
[I've been watching Morrissey from about 50 yards the whole time. I think it was the only moment of the show that I truly felt the man and his words.]
KD: So where do I go? Can you help me please?
NCP: Let me see here...
[He finally realized what I was up to and said, he didn't have to say anything. There's only so much punishment a man can give before he accepts his victory and walks away. That didn't stop me from doing the same another (female) guard about half a minute later. She was smart enough to say, I don't know what she said I was to busy concentrating on the moment that is today, Happy Father's Day 2007! |
