"We are all of us living in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars." ~Oscar Wilde
"Adventure is worthwhile in itself." ~Amelia Earhart

April 8, 2009

Morrissey - 2009 Tour of Refusal

Well, like I said before, I went to the Morrissey show at the State Theatre last night. Around 6:30pm, I jumped on the bus, headed downtown, and arrived at the theater about 10 minutes before the show was scheduled to start.

Now, I never do this in daily life but, whenever I go to concerts, the 15 year old, alt-rock hipster kid in me returns and expects everybody to look all pretty and glam. So, when I sat in my seat, I grumbled and died a little inside when I realized I was surrounded by 30- and 40-something secretaries and middle managers. I pushed away the *itch in me and turned my attention to the theater.

This was my first time inside the State Theater. It was originally built in 1921. For over 30 years, it operated as a movie theater. And, for a brief period in the late 70's and 80's, it served as a worship site for the Jesus People Church. There are three Renaissance-style murals positioned over the lobby entrances featuring cherubs and naked women. I thought it was amusing that, supposedly, these paintings were covered with drapes or plaster shields when the church controlled the building. In 1989, the city of Minneapolis bought it and began restoration. And, in 1991, it was reopened in its present state. The interior is gorgeous. I uploaded a photo from my phone to Twitpic but my cell phone camera didn't capture it well. I found a much better photo on somebody else's Flickr site.

The Flickr Photo
More on The State Theatre's history

Soon, the opening band, The Courteneers, came out. In reflex, I cringed. This was my fifth Morrissey concert over the years and, every single time before, I've hated the opening bands he picked. So, I was pleasantly surprised when they were more than decent. Maybe I'm just less cranky and judgmental at 36 than I was at 20. But probably not. They finished their half-hour set and the lights came back on. I sat in my reserved seat and stared at the decorative ornamentations on the walls some more while videos played on the stage backdrop.

A few minutes later, the lights dimmed and I jumped to my feet. Thankfully, so did everybody else. I would've felt silly being the only one standing and screaming "Wooooo!". And Minnesota audiences often sit down through the whole performance and clap politely. So, it was definitely possible. Morrissey and the band came out onstage and I spent the next half-hour dancing badly and inwardly squealing 'Eeeeee! My hero!' while they played this setlist (taken from Morrissey-solo.com).

This Charming Man / Billy Budd / Black Cloud / How Soon Is Now? / Irish Blood, English Heart / When Last I Spoke To Carol / How Can Anybody Possibly Know How I Feel? / I Keep Mine Hidden / Let Me Kiss You / Seasick, Yet Still Docked / That's How People Grow Up / Death Of A Disco Dancer / The Loop / Something Is Squeezing My Skull / The World Is Full Of Crashing Bores / I'm Throwing My Arms Around Paris / Sorry Doesn't Help Us / Ask / Life Is A Pigsty / I'm OK By Myself // First Of The Gang To Die

Best concert of the year. (Ignore the fact that it's also been the only concert of the year so far.) And I completely super pink-hearted the gay boy standing next to me who screamed louder than me when Morrissey ripped off his shirt.

(Day 23...would've shown up sooner but I fell asleep midday.)

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