Last night, the entire Sister Wolf family got off our asses and went to see the Dresden Dolls perform at the Wiltern. The Sons were intent on standing right by the stage, and did so.
The Husband and I chose to take one of the few tables in the back of the theater, the better to have a drink and sit our two asses back down. It’s not like I can’t stand up for hours and scream my head off if I want to, but last night I didn’t want to, and here’s why: Because god in his infinite wisdom wanted to let me cast my eyes upon Morrissey, who stood just a few feet away from me!
If you don’t revere Morrissey, it may be due to your lack of cultural literacy, i.e. you haven’t heard his masterpiece, “I Know It’s Over.” I admit that until I heard it, I just thought of Morrissey as an interesting songwriter with an arresting persona.
Then, I heard Jeff Buckley’s version of I Know It’s Over, and my heart nearly imploded from its beauty and intensity. It is one of the most exquisitely poetic songs of all time. You can read the lyrics here.
So there was Morrissey, but one can hardly go up to him and bother him when his whole deal is about being alone and asexual. For an asexual man, he is pretty damn unbelievably attractive.
So, shit, I now wish I could have taken a photo or kissed the hem of his robe. But he’ll always be there when I close my eyes.
The Dresden Dolls were terrific, and they basked in the love of their hardcore fans, who tended toward the Disenfranchised…..the strange, the fat, the emaciated, the ambiguously gendered and of course, the Queer. God bless them every one, and Jeff Buckley too, may his soul rest in peace.
Yep. Morrissey = HOT.
As far as Jeff … I imagine if there’s such a thing as heaven, when I die the Buckley boys (Jeff and daddy Tim) will be the angels that sing to me on my way there. (Um, because they will have made up and be cool with each other, ya know? I mean, it’s heaven, right?)
I’m not a fan of the Dresden Dolls, but I did see them open for Ok Go a few years back, and they were mighty entertaining anyway.
No way! I saw Dresden Dolls last year also.
I am a huge fan of Morrissey…can’t believe he was right there next to you! jealous.
Having worshipped at the alter of Mr Stephen Morrissey since I snuck off to see him fronting the Smiths (pretending to my Mother I was going to the local cinema), I am more than jealous. One word …..WOW
Morrissey and Buckley are/were two of my favorites. Emotional, sensitive, etc. Forces to be reckoned with. I’m happy for you! And just a little bit jealous.
This story is amazing. Talk about a night to remember! K
Toby Lynne, yes, you are exactly right about heaven. Tim B will sing. And all the angels will be listening to Astral Weeks (that’s always been my belief, anyway)
Riz, Lady K, Enc and K Line, I now realize that I should have run off with Morrissey. My husband probably would have understood.
But, of course! 🙂