Does anybody want to meet Morrissey?

!Viva Hate! said:
Being gay would be the least of the reasons for that...yet, coincidentally, also the nicest excuse.
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Suuure. And he could always pretend to be heterosexual as a nice excuse for not getting it up in your presence.

-Note that in your case he could just say trolls don't turn him on.... (doesn't apply to himself of course.)
Wouldn't hurt your feelings then, would he.
 
Anonymous said:
Suuure. And he could always pretend to be heterosexual as a nice excuse for not getting it up in your presence.

-Note that in your case he could just say trolls don't turn him on.... (doesn't apply to himself of course.)
Wouldn't hurt your feelings then, would he.
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Girl-Afraid said:
If he was rude/horrible to me I would devastated.
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Oh noooo... he'll be hardly rude to you. Morrissey is a professional guy. If you don't fancy him too seriously, you'll be able to keep your heart & memories well.
I met him last year. I wasn't expecting of him anything at that time - I read about him too much for long years:rolleyes: - but he was very kind and gentle.
It was the most fantastic minutes of my life. (And his beautiful eyes... :love:)
 
I was fabulously fortunate to have met him on 5 February, 2000 in Boise, Idaho. The day of the show, I was driving in the downtown area headed to one of Boise's only legit record shops when I spotted Gary Day & Boz crossing the street opposite the shop walking back to the Doubletree Hotel. I made a very quick and very illegal U-turn in time to meet them in the parking lot. They could not have been nicer. They both autographed my t-shirt and politely posed for pictures with me. This encounter of course meant that Moz was also staying at this hotel, so after a quick trip home to grab: my ticket for the show, a big sharpie, a disposable camera, and a small book of children's poetry by Oscar, I headed back to the parking lot and waited. It wasn't until Moz was boarding the coach that I got my chance. Even though he was being escorted by one of his burley thugs, as he approached I quietly and politely said, "I have a gift for you", and extended the book. he paused, smiled, and said, "thanks very much, now I don't have to talk to anyone on the coach". He saw I had the sharpie and camera in the other hand, and to my utter shock, 'posed' for one quick snap of the camera, then took the sharpie, and autographed my right forearm.-(see my profile picture). Handing the pen back, he boarded the coach, and that was it. I was numb. Stunned. I too had always heard the horror stories about what might happen if you happen to get the chance to meet him, but as for me, I guess I just got very lucky. He was courteous and absolutely fabulous. A moment I will treasure forever. If you get the chance, my advice... Keep your distance, make it quick, and remember to breathe.
 
shridan whiteside said:
I was fabulously fortunate to have met him on 5 February, 2000 in Boise, Idaho. The day of the show, I was driving in the downtown area headed to one of Boise's only legit record shops when I spotted Gary Day & Boz crossing the street opposite the shop walking back to the Doubletree Hotel. I made a very quick and very illegal U-turn in time to meet them in the parking lot. They could not have been nicer. They both autographed my t-shirt and politely posed for pictures with me. This encounter of course meant that Moz was also staying at this hotel, so after a quick trip home to grab: my ticket for the show, a big sharpie, a disposable camera, and a small book of children's poetry by Oscar, I headed back to the parking lot and waited. It wasn't until Moz was boarding the coach that I got my chance. Even though he was being escorted by one of his burley thugs, as he approached I quietly and politely said, "I have a gift for you", and extended the book. he paused, smiled, and said, "thanks very much, now I don't have to talk to anyone on the coach". He saw I had the sharpie and camera in the other hand, and to my utter shock, 'posed' for one quick snap of the camera, then took the sharpie, and autographed my right forearm.-(see my profile picture). Handing the pen back, he boarded the coach, and that was it. I was numb. Stunned. I too had always heard the horror stories about what might happen if you happen to get the chance to meet him, but as for me, I guess I just got very lucky. He was courteous and absolutely fabulous. A moment I will treasure forever. If you get the chance, my advice... Keep your distance, make it quick, and remember to breathe.
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God you're so lucky :( that sounds amazing!!!
 
shridan whiteside said:
I was fabulously fortunate to have met him on 5 February, 2000 in Boise, Idaho. The day of the show, I was driving in the downtown area headed to one of Boise's only legit record shops when I spotted Gary Day & Boz crossing the street opposite the shop walking back to the Doubletree Hotel. I made a very quick and very illegal U-turn in time to meet them in the parking lot. They could not have been nicer. They both autographed my t-shirt and politely posed for pictures with me. This encounter of course meant that Moz was also staying at this hotel, so after a quick trip home to grab: my ticket for the show, a big sharpie, a disposable camera, and a small book of children's poetry by Oscar, I headed back to the parking lot and waited. It wasn't until Moz was boarding the coach that I got my chance. Even though he was being escorted by one of his burley thugs, as he approached I quietly and politely said, "I have a gift for you", and extended the book. he paused, smiled, and said, "thanks very much, now I don't have to talk to anyone on the coach". He saw I had the sharpie and camera in the other hand, and to my utter shock, 'posed' for one quick snap of the camera, then took the sharpie, and autographed my right forearm.-(see my profile picture). Handing the pen back, he boarded the coach, and that was it. I was numb. Stunned. I too had always heard the horror stories about what might happen if you happen to get the chance to meet him, but as for me, I guess I just got very lucky. He was courteous and absolutely fabulous. A moment I will treasure forever. If you get the chance, my advice... Keep your distance, make it quick, and remember to breathe.
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That is such a lovely story! Thanks for sharing!
 
Of course, I'd love to meet Morrissey. I don't know how it would go, though. The perfect meeting with him would be like the girl in the record shop posted the other week - with Morrissey actually making the first move with a comment about Nico! A light, happy conversation. I wouldn't want to cry in front of him. Just five minutes of useless conversation that would actually be the most cherished I've ever had with anyone - cherished for a lifetime.

But, you know, a front row handshake will do :) I'm happy I have that!
 
realitybites said:
He's not my hero.

Christopher Hitchens came close. But even he was a very flawed person. He drank too much, smoked too much, and wrote an essay that argued women weren't funny. Nobody is perfect.

But Hitch and I had a lot in common. So I think he would have made great company. Many state just that. That he lit up the room, was highly entertaining, and could hold court into the wee hours... never losing his edge. People adored him. He was charming and charismatic... but most of all, gracious.
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Are we thinking of the same Christopher Hitchens here? That guy was Condescending with a capital 'C'.
 
I'm not sure if it was really him but I met someone in a dark room once that I'm pretty sure was him. I don't know what the band members look like but I was at Guitar Center and someone said the guitarist of the Smiths was there. It was actually one of Morrissey's guitarists I think. They had these soundproof rooms in the store to test equipment. I walked into one and I'm pretty sure it was Morrissey laying there in the dark probably taking a nap while the guitarist was trying out new equipment. I went to the next room and it was empty so I used it. After a few minutes there was a soft knock at the door. I said "Come in," and a hand reached in and turned out the lights. A man entered and there was the unmistakable scent of mineral oil and the crinkle of a plastic raincoat, the only thing this fellow was wearing, I noticed, before the door closed, plunging the room into darkness in more ways than one.
 
It was my pleasure. Writing about it gave me the opportunity to 're-live' it. Every time I drive by that hotel, I salute. I have the negative of the picture I took, (sorry, don't have a scanner) and would be happy to send you, or any of you other Moz Army Members, a copy of it. If you want to, reply at my email, and we can take it from there. Sharing Morrissey experiences, and memorabilia if you have it with your fellow fans, is something we all should do.
Warm regards either way.

S. Whiteside-aka- chrisalexander@cableonenet
 
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