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Day 422 - Oh My Poor Lonely Rat

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At 6.30 this morning, my house was filled with the sound of Rita Pavone's 'Heart', blasting out from my reproduction Crosley record player. I used to play my records on an old pink and cream coloured Dansette Bermuda, but a few years ago, Mrs Whiskers (my wife) spilt paint all over it, so I threw it away, and before I could find another, Mrs Whiskers (still my wife....for now) had bought me a plastic reproduction Crosley to replace the Dansette that she'd ruined. I'm sure her intention was good, but the two machines are NOT the same!


A 1960'S PINK & CREAM DANSETTE BERMUDA

Anyway, at 6.30 this morning, as Rita's voice filled the house, or as much of the house that can be filled by the sound produced by a plastic reproduction Crosley, I pirouetted around the kitchen, singing along at the top of my voice, as I waited for the toaster to pop up. It's a Dualit toaster, if you were wondering, and I was right, I HAVE resorted to writing about my breakfast, but bear with me, there is a point to this blog entry.

The sight of me pirouetting, which was actually more a camp sort of tip toeing, and singing along to Rita Pavone in my pyjamas, had my teenage son cringing at the breakfast table. He came to realise a long time ago that I'm not like any of his friend's fathers, but I think it's only recently dawned on him, just how bad the situation is. My son is also 100% convinced that I'm gay, but as I keep telling him, I've never had gay sex ever, so if I AM gay, then I am a virgin. His response to this, is always a grunted, "you're not right", which is a completely different subject all together, and when I ask him what constitutes being "right", he just resorts to calling me homophobic names! Teenagers eh?


ME IN MY PJ'S, PREPARING TO SING AND DANCE WITH RITA

I keep getting waylaid from the subject matter, which is Rita Pavone and Morrissey, but I'll return to them in a minute, let's stick with the gay theme for now. If I AM gay, which I don't think I probably am, I think I'm just 'midlife camp', then surely I wouldn't have reached this stage of my life, having never had a gay experience? The only man that has ever remotely appealed to me in a homoerotic way is Morrissey, but EVERY bloke fancies Morrissey, so that doesn't count.

Perhaps I'll find 'proper' gayness in later life. I have to say, if I am gay, I quite fancy the idea of being 'bitchy old queen' gay, just like the characters in the film Staircase, but surely to get to the 'bitchy old queen' stage, you've got to have suffered a life of oppression? I suppose it would be unfair of me to jump the queue, and go straight into being a bitchy old queen, without having earned the badge. Oh well!


REX HARRISON AND RICHARD BURTON IN THE CLASSIC 1969 FILM 'STAIRCASE'


Right, let me finally deal with Rita Pavone and Morrissey! As I camply tiptoed around the breakfast table, screeching along to 'Heart', I got to the end of the song and yelled "Oh my poor lonely heart, I know how you feel", and I stopped dead in my tracks, or alive in my pyjamas in this case. How can I have been so thick? It suddenly dawned on me what Morrissey had been singing at the end of Everyday Is Like Sunday, in Milan, four months ago.

ME AND RITA PAVONE DUETTING IN MY KITCHEN


On Tuesday July 10th, I wrote 'Day 300' of my blog, and described MorrisseysWorld as a cross between Hotel California and Moonie Heaven, a place where you can check out any time you like, but you can NEVER leave. That day also happened to be a Twitterdilly Arms chart day, and as usual, I printed the Twit Arms Top 10, which as always, included 'Heart' by Rita Pavone.


MOONIE HEAVEN - WITH WHITE ROSES EVERYWHERE

That very night, in Milan, at the end of Everyday Is Like Sunday, Morrissey sang something, which at the time, I thought was "Oh my poor lonely bat, oh my poor lonely boy, I know how you feel", which I presumed was probably relating to Batman, who featured on the stage backdrop. I even joked that he was singing "Oh my poor lonely rat", which funnily enough, I'm sure one of the MW regulars reported Morrissey1959 recently confirmed in the MW chat room. Well, it would appear it's TRUE, he DID sing "Oh my poor lonely rat", in fact, he sang, "Oh my poor lonely rat, oh my poor lonely heart, I know how you feel." HE WAS SINGING THE ENDING OF RITA PAVONE'S 'HEART', AND I DIDN'T EVEN REALISE! NONE OF US DID, WE ALL MISSED IT!

MORRISSEY SINGING IN MILAN - JULY 10TH 2012

I have this morning re-watched the Youtube footage, and straight after singing the lines from 'Heart', Morrissey sticks his tongue VERY firmly in his cheek, and then says, "My life is an expression of all the people I have ever loved, which isn't many, so my life is small." Is Moz actually referring to MorrisseysWorld, and NOT his life? Either way, I can only presume that the "rat" reference, and the singing of Heart, were sung as an acknowledgement of me reaching 300 days of my blog, calling MorrisseysWorld a place you can never leave, and our continuation of keeping 'Heart' in the Top 10. HOW did we all miss it? Here it is: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s2Yqc_Iy334

And if Rosy Mires leaves a comment saying that it's a coincidence that Morrissey sang "rat" and 'Heart', I will jump on the next train to Brighton, and ram my shitty Crosley reproduction record player where the sun don't shine.


REPRODUCTION CROSLEY - HEADING TO THE NON SUNNY PART OF BRIGHTON


And finally Rita, and finally Cyril, I am pleased to report that I have managed to get off my backside, and have started writing 'The History of the Number 1 Hit Single'. That's not entirely true, I HAVEN'T got off my backside, I've remained ON IT, but I have made a start on writing the book, and will post a sample of it within this blog, maybe even tomorrow.

*Goes off singing* Trudging back over pebbles and sand

Day 433 - Fernado Pessoa and the Leek & Potato Soup

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If Morrissey IS writing a novel, I would be prepared to bet everything that I own (which isn't much...although the full set of Beatles autographs and the Elvis 'Sun' records are worth having) that it won't be published under the name 'Morrissey'. I have a feeling that Morrissey has been so heavily influenced by the Portuguese writer Fernando Pessoa, that he would publish a novel as somebody completely different, and I don't just mean using a false name. I have written about Fernando Pessoa before (on Day 209 of 'Following The Mozziah') but it is worth looking at him again.

There are many examples in history of authors writing novels under a false name, but what Pessoa did, was create heteronym's, which are the literary concept of an imaginary character, created by a writer to write in different styles. A heteronym isn't simply using a differnet name, it is a whole character, with their own date of birth, identity, history, and of course, writing style.

Fernando Pessoa
FERNANDO PESSOA

It is more than a possibility, that Morrissey is writing a novel as 'Parody Morrissey', although it could be as any one of his many personalities/heteronyms. I actually hesitate to call him 'Morrissey' anymore, because 'Morrissey' is the 'pop star', the man who sings live and releases records (when he can get a record deal!). The central being behind the heteronyms, is actually Steven Morrissey, although to save confusion, I shall refer to him as Steven. In 1982, Steven created 'Morrissey', a heteronym that has gone on to become a god to many of us, The Mozziah.


THE MOZZIAH - HET ME KISS YOU...OH OH


Morrissey the pop singing Mozziah usually appears in 90 minute bursts, wearing chunky rings, whipping microphone leads, and stripping to the waist, whilst delivering the most beautiful poetry you are ever likely to hear. Such is the presence of this god, that we, his adoring fans will do anything for a touch of his hand, or a piece of his shirt, but when Morrissey leaves the stage, he returns to being Steven, in much the same way as an actor playing a part returns to being themselves off set, rather than the character they portray. Sean Connery was James Bond but James Bond was NEVER Sean Connery. Steven is 'Morrissey', he is also 'Our Mozzer', but 'Our Mozzer' isn't Steven, and he's CERTAINLY NOT Morrissey!


JAMES BOND - NOT SEAN CONNERY



SEAN CONNERY - NOT JAMES BOND

Pessoa's influence on Morrissey, sorry, Steven is also very evident in the way he uses twitter. Each time Steven logs on, he adopts the different character/heteronym, whether it be the thirty something male 'PaulYoungMozFan', the tittering elderly woman 'GreyerGirl', the bitter homosexual 'BrokenMorrissey', or the more recent caring twosome 'MozzerieGuts' and 'BlueRose'. I think I was wrong back in April to presume that Steven *Sorry, I cant keep calling him Steven, it just doesn't feel right, I'll call him 'Moz'*, Moz, was also 'Romina Ricci' and 'Fancys123', but who knows? If Moz were to really throw himself into the heteronym thing, he would give his twitter characters full personalities and backgrounds, so that they became believable and real.

ROMINA RICCI - REAL


After Fernando Pessoa's death, a trunk was discovered, with 25,000 pages of manuscript, with writings by nearly 80 different characters that he had created. They were all literary alter egos, all with differing views on subjects such as life, death, modern tedium, politics, religion etc. Many of the characters were linked together, for example, Alberto Caeiro was a patient of Dr Ricardo Reis. Both were writers, neither was real! Pessoa lived in his own little (or not so little) world. Moz has created MorrisseysWorld, and not only has he created characters, we have all joined as EXTRAS. In MorrisseysWorld, we have the caring HeatherCat, the outspoken GOB, the jovial Loughton Lil, the fragile EARS, and the fawning Rat, to name but a few. It's a soap opera, with everything revolving around the central character, 'Our Mozzer'.

The argument that "Morrissey wouldn't do that" has been used by many, and of course they are right, but Morrissey is a singer, and it ISN'T him that is doing it, it's Steven/Moz/Call him what you like.
The man in the photo below is NOT Morrissey, the singing god who's hand is being kissed at the top of this page, it's a 53 year old man out shopping in Manchester. The man below is wearing no chunky rings, and is unlikely to rip his shirt off. If he happens to be stopped by a Morrissey fan, he would no doubt become Morrissey, but only for a quick photo, or a scribbled autograph, and then he'd be back to being the man in the street, literally by the look of the photo!


MAN IN THE STREET

Interestingly enough, 'Our Mozzer' (@MorrisseysWorld) has posted a tweet and a retweet, which relate to this subject matter. '@James_jimi' tweeted, "You portray morrissey very good", to which MW replied, "That's just it. Morrissey portrays Morrissey rather badly."

'@EcubyanPoet' tweeted, "Steven doesn't do justice to the Morrissey brand. Someone needs to tell him to sod off. Replace him with the parody." This was retweeted by 'Our Mozzer'. The whole thing is fascinating and god only knows how long Moz has been using heteronyms, and where. I would guess that Solow is littered with them, and not necessarily 'nice' characters. 'Our Mozzer' informed us last year that the review of Reading Festival written on Solow by Broken in 2004, was actually him. IF Moz is writing a novel, even just under a false name rather than a heteronym, I wouldn't be surprised if his being behind it is 'leaked out', rather than 'announced', just as MorrisseysWorld was, thus leaving that  air of 'is it, or isn't it?' Where would the fun have been, in Moz announcing that he'd created a 'Parody Morrissey'? I've said it before, and I'll say it again, he's a fucking genius, and a TRUE artist.


MOZZIAH - ARTIST - GENIUS - MAN IN THE STREET


My thanks go to those who posted yesterday to update us all on the happenings in the MW chat room on Sunday. It would appear that 'Our Mozzer' was in a playful mood, getting people to guess what Eurovision Contest song he was thinking of ('Total Eclipse of the Heart' by Nicki French if you're interested!). HeatherCat has informed me that 'Our Mozzer' also said that he would be prepared to sing at the Eurovision Song Contest if asked, adding that he would wear a Blue Rose. 'Our Mozzer' also (that's too many also's isn't it?) revealed that he had removed all references on the MW blog, that link the blog to Morrissey. The only record of the references that now remain, are in my blog, but WHY would anybody believe me?

And finally Esther, and finally Cyril, there was a healthy attendance to the Twitterdilly Chart countdown earlier today, but most people were more interested in Mrs Whisker's (my wife) Leek & Potato soup recipe, than the new Number 1. Here are both the recipe AND the chart:

MRS WHISKER'S LEEK & POTATO SOUP RECIPE:

2 TBL SP OLIVE OIL
1 LARGE POTATO
3 LEEKS
1 MEDIUM ONION
2 VEGETABLE STOCK CUBES
2 PINTS BOILING WATER
2 TBL SP MIXED DRIED HERBS
1 TEA SP BLACK PEPPER
NO SALT!!!

Heat the olive oil in a saucepan and then add the peeled and chopped potato, leeks and onion. Cook until soft, stirring the whole time, to stop the vegetables sticking. Mix stock cubes into the boiled water and then add to the vegetables. Add the pepper and mixed dried herbs. Simmer for 30 minutes and then place in electric blender. Serve.

TWITTERDILLY ARMS TOP 10 - FOR THE WEEK BEGINNING SUNDAY 18TH NOV 2012

1. THERE IS A LIGHT THAT NEVER GOES OUT (LIVE AT GLASTONBURY) - MORRISSEY (NEW ENTRY)
2. TROUBLE LOVES ME - MORRISSEY (RE-ENTRY)
3. LIFE IS A PIGSTY - MORRISSEY (RE-ENTRY)
4. WHY DON'T YOU FIND OUT FOR YOURSELF - MORRISSEY (NEW ENTRY)
5. SEASICK, YET STILL DOCKED - MORRISSEY (RE-ENTRY)
6. HEART - RITA PAVONE (RE-ENTRY)
7. ACTION IS MY MIDDLE NAME - MORRISSEY (RE-ENTRY)
8. THE MESSENGER - JOHNNY MARR (NEW ENTRY)
9. LET ME KISS YOU (LIVE AT PINKPOP) - MORRISSEY (RE-ENTRY)
10. EVERYDAY IS LIKE SUNDAY - MORRISSEY (NO CHANGE)

Day 482 - Who Put The Rat In Letterman?

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I am in New York and have just got back from The Letterman Show. I am buzzing with excitement, but as a professional blogger, I shall go through things in a methodical order from where I left off, although before I get going, and to keep your interest, may I just mention that A) I got a Blue Rose to Morrissey this evening, and B) Somehow I got into The Letterman Show, through the artists entrance just to see Moz! Now HOW did THAT happen. All shall be revealed.

As I write this, it is 7.30pm New York time, which really means that it's 12.30am, and my eyes are both heavy and red. I travelled up to London yesterday on the train, and despite finding it a holy nightmare trying to find Platform 3 at Woking, which is actually secretly hidden away, I managed to reach 'Midlife Matt's' flat in Wimbledon at 4.30pm. Myself, 'Midlife Matt' (so called because he's having a midlife crisis) and 'Sophie Twenty Something' (here on in to be called 'STS', and the major player in 'Midlife Matt's' crisis) headed up to Wimbledon Village, which is the posh part near the All England Tennis Club, and set about having a 'Pre-New York' drinking session, which started in the Crooked Billet, before moving next door to the Hand in Hand, which I am reliably informed is the regular haunt of former ITN newsreader Trevor McDonald, although there was no sign of him, just a mad dog called Enzo.



HAND IN HAND PUB IN WIMBLEDON

I took the opportunity of our drinking session to tell Midlife Matt and STS all about MorrisseysWorld and the Blue Rose Society, but although they humoured me, I could tell that they thought I was mad. Midlife Matt was having NONE of it that Moz was in any way involved, but STS said that she thought it was the sort of thing Morrissey would possibly do. After another beer in the Dog & Fox and some pasta in Pizza Express, we all headed back to the flat, where we set about playing the 45s that I'd packed for President Kyle on Midlife Matt's £29.99 record player which he bought for my vinyl party, but was never used. I have brought Kyle; Everyday is Like Sunday, Girlfriend in a Coma, Interesting Drug, Panic and William, It Was Really Nothing. I have also brought the cover for November Spawned a Monster, but the record isn't inside! He'll just have to mount that one as a picture.

NOVEMBER SPAWNED A MONSTER COVER - ART

We all went to bed at about 11.30pm, but the excitement of New York was just too much to bear, and I woke at 3.45am. The taxi that would be taking us to Heathrow wasn't due until 6am, so I put on my head phones, and just listened to Moz, although I also listened to Adam Ant's 'Cool Zombie', which although I initially slated a few weeks ago, has grown on me to such an extent that I downloaded it last week, and have been listening to it most days. I don't know if Boz Boorer produced it or not, but it is actually VERY catchy thanks to Adam Ant's own backing vocals.

I eventually got up and dressed, and when I opened my suitcase to get out some clean clothes, I was shocked to see that the Blue Rose Ring was sat on the top of the pile, it had mysteriously returned! I think a certain Mrs Whiskers (wife) might have been playing a trick on me, but I won't mention it. The good news is, that it can now hopefully make it's way across the USA, and I have placed it inside a special Morrissey cufflinks box.


THE BLUE ROSE SOCIETY RING - NOW IN NEW YORK


The plane took off twenty minutes late, but arrived on time at JFK airport, 12.15pm local time. For most of the eight hour flight, I listened to Moz on my ipod, with 'Southpaw Grammar' being my album of the day. There are certain songs on that album that I just don't listen to enough, particularly 'Best Friend on the Payroll', 'Reader Meet Author' and the wonderful 'The Teachers Are Afraid of the Pupils.'

SOUTHPAW GRAMMAR - ALBUM OF THE DAY

I also watched the film 'Ted' on the plane, which was hilarious. I usually fly Premium Economy when I go to the USA, but as I was with my friends and not my family, I decided to slum it in cattle class for this flight, but after two hours, I could bear it no more, so I snook into Premium Economy and managed to stay there for four hours before being discovered. I do love a blag!

I was dreading the immigration process at JFK, as it usually takes hours to get through, but it was deserted when we got there, and we breezed through. As we drove out of the airport, the first thing we saw was a huge Burberry advert with little Brooklyn Beckham plastered all over it. WHY do his parents feel the need? He'll be up chimneys next.



BROOKLYN BECKHAM

As our deranged taxi driver weaved in and out of every lane, and hooted at every car, I took in all the sights of Brooklyn and it's red brick buildings, and let Moz songs dance around my head. I kept singing little snippets to myself and later in the day, as we walked the streets of Manhattan, I would hear 'Midlife Matt' doing the same. By the end of the day we would be dueting various songs in various locations, including 'Sweet and Tender Hooligan' in the middle of Walmarts, with the special 'elbows flailing' Morrissey dance of the early eighties to go with it. This whole trip is already making me feel nineteen again.

THE INFAMOUS 'ELBOWS FLAILING' MORRISSEY DANCE'


If the Hotel St James has been improved since Tom Hanks' character stayed here in the film 'Big', then god only knows what it must have been like back then, because it is AWFUL! The reception area is most unwelcoming, the staff aren't interested, the communal areas are filthy, and the elevator doesn't work. There are no porters in this low budget hotel, so I dragged my own case up the narrow staircase. Once unpacked, I logged on to the internet to see if there were tickets available for David Letterman's Late Show. There weren't! You had to apply before midday, and it was now 2pm. I tried phoning, but there was no answer. I hadn't expected to be able to get a ticket, so I wasn't too disappointed. We had nothing else planned, so the three of us headed up the eight blocks to the Ed Sullivan Theater on Broadway, just to catch the buzz of people waiting to go in for the Letterman Show.


ED SULLIVAN THEATER ON BROADWAY

When we arrived, there was a long queue of people with tickets, plus a stand by queue. I enquired as to whether there was any chance of getting into the show, and was told that there may be a slim chance, so the three of us put our names down, and were put on the standby, standby list! We were given numbers 45, 46 and 47, and instructed to return at 3.30pm, so we went and got a coffee. On our return at 3.22pm, there was yet another queue, which it transpired were the 44 people in front of us on the standby, standby list.

We queued for an hour, before being told what we had already predicted, there was no room at the inn. The hour queuing had been quite good fun, and we talked to an array of different people, including a local beggar, who I had a really good laugh with. The guy had some great lines to try and entice people to give him their change, and he told me that if I rubbed my nose, I'd get into the show. Despite the rubbing, it hadn't appeared to have worked.



NEW YORK BEGGAR PLUS BROOKLYN BECKHAM


I decided that we should walk around to the stage door, to see if we could see Moz arrive, but I was informed by the Late Show's head of security, that Moz was already inside. I asked him if he would be kind enough to let us watch Moz from the side of the stage, but he said "NO", and asked us to move along!

Just then fate played it's hand, Morrissey's tour manager, Donnie Knutson appeared out of the side door. I of course happened to be carrying one of my luminous Blue Roses, which incidentally a large blonde lady in the standby, standby queue had rather rudely informed me was 'tacky!' Despite Mrs Blonde Lady being rude AND not a Moz fan, she got into the show, which was a bit annoying, but I suppose she DID have a point regarding the plastic roses, they ARE tacky, but that makes them ideal for a FAKE Morrissey.

Anyway, I recognised Donnie straight away, and asked him if he would be kind enough to give Moz my luminous, plastic,'tacky' Blue Rose. He said that he would, but then his phone went off and he was distracted. As Donnie talked, he subconsciously waved the rose around, which looked hilarious. I nudged Midlife Matt and told him to take a photo, which he duly did, thus ordaining Donnie into the BlueRoseSociety.


DONNIE INADVERTENTLY JOINS THE BLUE ROSE SOCIETY

When Donnie had finished his phone call, I asked if he could sneak us in to watch. He said, "NO!" I decided to chance my arm. I said, "when you give Moz the rose, can you just say that the guy giving it wondered if he could come in and watch." Donnie laughed, but promised that he would. He then disappeared back inside. We waited fifteen minutes, but Donnie didn't come back. By now the show was underway. We decided to go and get a beer, and then come back at 5.20, to see if we could hear Moz singing from the pavement (sidewalk to those in the USA).

We had a couple of beers in Rosie McGrady's Irish Bar, and then returned to the theatre. As we walked towards the stage door, the Late Show's head of security was stood there, along with around a dozen or so fans. We heard the security man talking into his radio, and he said, "the three of them are back again." We thought we might be in trouble, so we were just about to make a retreat, when something EXTRAORDINARY happened, the security guy told us that he was going to usher us in to watch Moz! We were stunned. This was the guy who had told us to go away earlier, and despite a dozen other people waiting outside, it was just US THREE who were invited in. SOMEBODY had made this happen!

Before we knew it, we were whisked in through the stage door, and just as we entered, Moz stepped on stage. The first thing I noticed was a new picture on the drums, and then I noticed Moz was wearing a badge (pin to you yanks), although I couldn't make out what it said.

Moz looked as cool as ever, wearing jeans, a button pattern shirt and jacket. He sung 'Action Is My Middle Name' as well as I'd ever heard it before, and even threw in some good old 'mic lead whipping' for good measure. At the end of the show, just after the cameras had probably stopped rolling, Moz put his hand above his eyes, and looked out into the audience, as though he was lOOking for somebody in particular, although WHO that person might be, I have NO idea!

We left on an absolute high, with STS declaring that this has been the best day of her life, which seemed a little extreme, but then again, seeing as she was born in 1986, musically at least, it is probably true! The dozen autograph hunters were to be left disappointed, because Moz rushed straight to his car as he always does. I didn't actually see him come out as I was too busy talking to roadie '@JosephJoannides', who I follow on twitter. I have NO IDEA as to whether or not Moz was carrying my plastic BLUE ROSE, but I would guess not.

So that's about the sum of my VERY long day. It is now 10.45pm, and the Late Show is on in about forty five minutes. I am absolutely shattered, but I will of course stay up to watch it. Meanwhile, President Kyles's dad has tweeted a picture of the REAL Blue Roses that he has bought for us to take tomorrow. Just seeing the photo has taken my excitement to another level.


Myself, Midlife Matt and STS are going cycling in Central Park tomorrow, and then of course, we shall head to Greenvale on Long Island. I shall blog on my return.

Day 484 - Don't Forget Your Toothbrush

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TILLES CENTER, GREENVALE, LONG ISLAND, NEW YORK
WEDNESDAY JANUARY 9TH 2013

SET LIST:
1. SHOPLIFTERS OF THE WORLD UNITE
2. IRISH BLOOD, ENGLISH HEART
3. ALMA MATTERS
4. STILL ILL
5. YOU'RE THE ONE FOR ME, FATTY
6. YOU HAVE KILLED ME
7. I'M THROWING MY ARMS AROUND PARIS
8. SPEEDWAY
9. ACTION IS MY MIDDLE NAME
10. I KNOW IT'S OVER
11. OUIJA BOARD, OUIJA BOARD
12. MALADJUSTED
13. ONE DAY GOODBYE WILL BE FAREWELL
14. THE YOUNGEST WAS THE MOST LOVED
15. MEAT IS MURDER
16. TO GIVE (THE REASON I LIVE)
17. NOVEMBER SPAWNED A MONSTER
18. SWEET AND TENDER HOOLIGAN
19. LET ME KISS YOU
ENCORE
20. HOW SOON IS NOW?

I will blog the whole of my Wednesday in New York tomorrow, but for today, here is just a review of the concert, and boy, what a concert!

It started for me in the bar, where I met up with Kyle, the President of the Blue Rose Society, and his dad, known only as 'Kyle's Dad!' The three of us then met up with fellow BlueRoseSociety member MozFiend, who had come all the way from the Bronx. MozFiend had her Blue Rose, and Kyle and his dad had brought with them dozens of roses, in red, white and blue. I gave Kyle some old Smiths and Morrissey 45s, and he presented me with a BlueRoseSociety t-shirt and some pin badges. Kyle is an amazingly cool kid, and he told me the sad tale of how he had managed to do his homework during one of his lessons today, only for Miss Ward to catch him at it, and she ripped it all up. Miss Ward, we HATE you! Luckily, Kyle had managed to re-do his homework at home before heading to the Tilles Center. After a couple of drinks, we headed in to watch Kristeen Young, who as usual, put on an incredible show, which not only displayed her fantastic vocal range, but was like an avant garde piece of art. Kristeen is a true talent, and those who had bothered to leave the bar to watch, really seemed to appreciate her set.

 Kristeen even played a new song, which when asked what it was called (by me of course), announced that it didn't yet have a title. It's a really, really good song, and if nothing else, it deserves to be christened and not left wandering around without a name. At the end of Kristeen's set, we beckoned her over, thanked her for her show, and Kyle presented her with a white rose.

It was now time for me to hand out all of our roses to those at the front. We wanted to make this a special night for Moz. Despite it being an all seater venue, we had all stood for Kristeen's set, and none of the security seemed remotely interested in moving us back to our seats. I walked along the middle section of the front row, offering FREE roses to everybody, but NONE of them would take one. I explained that they were to show Morrissey how much he means to us all, and to thank him for all that he has given us, but the WHOLE front row either COMPLETELY ignored me, or mocked me. I asked them WHY they didn't just want to give Moz a rose as a thank you, and one guy with a Smiths jean jacket and a quiff sneered, "Morrissey HATES roses, he throws them right back." He even added, "He can't stand the smell." The way in which this man spoke to me was plain nasty and I was bewildered. His friends all laughed. There seemed to be genuine hatred towards me, so I guess that they MUST be fully aware of the whole Blue Rose thing, and it is obvious that this 'in crowd' have decided that MorriseysWorld is written by me, and that I, along with the deluded dozen are, well, deluded!

I luckily managed to find some much more friendlier people who joined us on the right hand side, facing the stage, and they were MORE than happy to take roses to show their love for Moz.

The pre-show entertainment soon got under way, and as at previous shows, we were treated to a warm up video, with songs by the likes of Bowie, Sparks, The Dolls etc. There was a new back drop, with a woman holding a cigarette, and standing away from her an child. It made me think of Slum Mums. I have no idea where the picture comes from. The Imperfect List was played and then Moz appeared, wearing one of his zip top shirts. The band were dressed in matching button up blue shirts, and the drum kits once again had Steve Cochran on them, with Amer-i-ca written on them, one in red, the other in blue. Another new stage back drop then appeared, but as I was so close to the stage, I couldn't make it out very clearly. It would appear to have been of two men and a woman, and looks to be a photo (as does the Slum Mum one) as opposed to a still from a film.

As I write this, it is 2.45 in the morning, so I can't remember the details of what Moz said between songs, but he seemed in good spirits, and excellent voice. The friendly people with the roses waved them for all they were worth, as Morrissey and The Morrissey Band opened the show with Shoplifters of the World Unite, followed swiftly by Irish Blood, English Heart. Both had the crowd singing every word, but unlike the previous concert that I had attended in Manchester last July, the crowd at Tilles gently swayed rather than pushed and shoved. There was certainly none of the sweaty sardine stuff that I have usually encountered down the front of a Morrissey concert, but it didn't take away from the pleasure, and to be honest, we all get so lost in every word of every song, that we could all be in any crowd, at any venue, in any country and it would still feel the same.

Alma Matters was next, and Moz pronounced every syllable of every word, and we all hung off each and every one of them as though we had never heard the song before. When Still Ill fired up, there were whoops of 'Oh Yeah' from some of the men behind me, and a couple of roses were launched onto the stage. I whipped out my 3 foot inflatable red rose with the word 'England' written on it, and shook it around passionately as Moz spat out "England is mine, and it owes me a living." To counteract all the roses that were by now flying all over the place, the 'In Crowd' in the middle suddenly produced two gladioli. It was now like 'Flower Wars', with each of us vying for the Ringleader to stop tormenting, and take either a rose, to show that he is behind MorrisseysWorld, or a gladioli to show that he longs for the return of 1983. He didn't disappoint me, he took NEITHER, which is just what I hoped for.

You're the One For Me, Fatty was delivered with it's usual emotion, and the crowd continued to sing every word. The Fatty theme remained for You Have Killed Me, when a bizarre lyric change saw either Pasolini or an Accattone (I can't remember which) replaced with a Fatty Arbuckle, who was of course a famous silent movie star. More roses were launched onto the stage, and Morrissey's road crew, who were all wearing matching red and black 'Moz 2013 Crew' shirts in an AC Milan football style, were kept busy clearing the petals which by now were EVERYWHERE. Each time they cleared them, more rained down on the stage.

Song number seven was the self deprecating, I'm Throwing My Arms Around Paris, but the words seem hollow when two thousand fans are all screaming for the singer to accept the so called unrequited love. The highlight song of the night came next for me, with the playing of the last track from Morrissey's Number 1 album Vauxhall and I, Speedway. Incidentally, the music writer of Speedway, the multi talented Boz Boorer, was playing live with Morrissey for the 800th time at Tilles, which just goes to prove that Moz IS capable of holding onto his friends, or perhaps Boz just understands Morrissey's needs more than all the others. The fact that they don't live in each others pockets probably helps, and Boz has recently shown what a great writer and producer he is, by taking on a number of his own new projects. I absolutely LOVE the Irish band that he has produced, called The Raglans, while his own song Bozanova, which I think he may be releasing as a single, makes you feel as though you are driving through 1960s Italy in an open top car.

Anyway, back to tonight. Speedway was just breathtaking, and I couldn't help but think, that the  unfounded rumours that Morrissey sung of, could easily relate to MorrisseysWorld. The words 'Delve So-low' also seem to have a new meaning these days.

I am embarrassed to say that I just cannot remember what song was sung during the pause in Speedway, but it is now 3.15am, and I AM completely shattered! I'm pretty sure it was an early Smiths song, but no doubt somebody will leave a comment to say. Action is My Middle Name came next, and just as he did on the Letterman show the night before, Morrissey left off the 'bam bams' and the 'da da da da dahs' at the end of the song, which I missed. I hope they'll return soon, maybe they're just being rested!

I Know It's Over was as mesmerizing as ever, and sung with absolute emotion. You can just tell that Morrissey feels EVERY word of this song when he sings it. It is definitely an All Time Top 3 song. I couldn't resist re-waving the inflatable 3 foot rose for this song, just as I did in Manchester. Others around me threw red and white roses onto the stage, as if onto the coffin as it is lowered into the grave. Forget feeling soil, tonight it was ALL about roses, they just kept coming, and the gladioli that had been virtually thrust up Morrissey's nose earlier on in the evening, gave up the ghost and returned to the distant past where it belongs. It is insulting to Morrissey's band that so called fans harp on about wanting a Smiths reunion, and although I'm not a muso, I was really close to Jesse Tobias tonight, and despite the continued stick he receives from the vile users on So-Low, Jesse is a superb guitarist, and tonight he proved it. In fact, the whole band are superb, and if The Smiths were to reform, the fans would have to kiss goodbye to a whole array of Morrissey songs that are every bit as good as The Smiths songs, well they would be, they are all written by the same person, I see no difference.

One such song, Everyday Is Like Sunday, was notable by it's absence tonight, perhaps Morrissey was worried that the Blue Rose Society President, Kyle Douglas, would leap onto the stage and grab the mic, after all, Kyle's version IS a stormer.

Ouija Board, Ouija Board followed I Know It's Over, and then I think it was at this point that  Moz passed the mic to the audience, although I may be wrong. Nobody asked anything remotely interesting, and when Moz asked if anybody else wanted to speak, I of course shouted "YES." I don't know if he heard me, but he growled back, "Shut Up." I was going to tell his fans to open their eyes, and to explain that in the last two years, the ONLY flowers that Moz has accepted on stage, have been roses. I was going to ask his fans to bring roses to every concert, to show their love for Moz, but actually, I think it would have fallen on deaf ears, so perhaps it is just as well that I didn't. I also would have asked Morrissey to accept my Blue Rose, which despite me saying I would definitely get to him in New York, I can't see that I will get as good an opportunity at Brooklyn as I did at Tilles, but Moz was in NO mood to take it.

Maladjusted was song number twelve, and again, Morrissey sang it as though his life depended on every single word. Being so close to Gustavo Menswear, I watched as he sang the backing vocals, and I suddenly appreciated just how good his voice is, he complements Morrissey's voice perfectly. One Day Goodbye Will Be Farewell made me once again think of MorrisseysWorld, and once more the crowd sung along to every word, and every lah dah dah. For The Youngest Was The Most Loved, Morrissey edged over towards us, and particularly toward Kyle. I would guess that the second youngest person in the theatre was in their twenties, so to have Kyle present must give Moz a lift, particularly as we know how desperate Morrissey feels about the younger generation being force fed the likes of Justin Babbler and No Direction. More roses rained down onto the stage, and at one point I thought that roadie Jay Joannides had joined the band, he was on stage so often, as he cleared away the petals.

Meat Is Murder struck home it's usual hard hitting message, and Moz watched the video as if seeing it for the first time, before then seeming to almost have a quiet prayer at the back of the stage. To Give (The Reason I Live) was sung next, and if somebody told you that it was a Moz original, you'd believe them. It has become a far superior version to Frankie Valli's, and only Shirley Bassey gets near him with her version, although of course, not quite.

November Spawned A Monster was yet another major highlight of the night, and the 'oh hug me's' were sung with real meaning and want. We were now into the home straight, and I was so pleased to see that Sweet and Tender Hooligan had remained on the set, as I had never previously seen it live before. I'm pretty sure that a few of the early words may have got jumbled up, and I couldn't be sure WHO it was who had had that accident with the three-bar fire, the poor old man or the poor woman, but either way, the song was energetic, with mic lead whipping a plenty, and more roses on stage.

Moz exited at this point, and returned moments later dressed in a white/cream button shirt to launch into the penultimate song of the night, Let Me Kiss You. The song was delivered from the opposite side of the stage to where I was, but once again it was perfection, and despite a Christmas break, no doubt spent guzzling vast quantities of gin, old Mozzer looked in great nick as he ripped open the shirt and tossed it into the sea. The band finished the song, and then left the stage.

There was no football style chanting of 'MORR-EE-SAY, MORR-EE-SAY, MORR-EE-SAY' as there is in England, but there wasn't long to wait until they all returned to take a bow and sing the encore. As the band took their bow, the sight of roses flying in from every direction was just a sight to behold. Moz took to the mic, and said, "I've been looking for someone to share my toothbrush with, which is why I came here. All in vain." (See the video here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fHDR5SPql6Q&feature=youtu.be).

I was dumbstruck, literally dumbstruck. I turned to ask Kyle's dad and Midlife Matt if they had heard the 'tooth brush' reference, but they didn't seem to know what I was trying to say. Morrissey's mention of a tooth brush can ONLY be a reference to my blog entry of yesterday, it HAD to be! I wrote yesterday that I'd lost my toothbrush, and was worried about attending the concert with smelly breath. I couldn't believe what I had just heard Morrissey say, but although the reference was MASSIVE for me, it of course meant NOTHING to anybody else, NOTHING at all! Do people from Manchester REALLY share toothbrushes? It's not like that down south!

After 'toothbrush', Morrissey and the boys burst into How Soon Is Now, and I stood on my chair trying to goad Moz into coming and taking my Blue Rose from me. He looked over in our direction, and I think I may have noticed a wry smile, but I couldn't be sure. About a minute into the song, Moz shouted, "Kyle", and like the proverbial rat up an aqueduct, Kyle was on stage and into the arms of the Mozziah before the security knew what had hit 'em. They'd been too busy watching me, but despite me being the gobby one with the roses, I'm far too old for stage jumping, they were watching the wrong man. MozFiend attempted to get on stage with her rose, but was quickly dumped unceremoniously back into the front row seats.

Kyle managed to pass Moz a letter that he'd written, but he was unable to present the BlueRoseSociety t-shirt, although he did give it to Arturo, one of the security guys, afterwards, so hopefully Moz got it eventually, although I think the chances of him wearing it are pretty slim. I'm proud to say, that I wore mine for the whole concert, as did Kyle.

There were a couple more stage invaders during How Soon Is Now, and the concert could have ended nastily for Moz, when one of the gladioli wielding Smiths fans held him for far too long, and far too tightly around the neck. No wonder the 'In Crowd' didn't want to give roses, their whole concert experience seems to be all about THEM, and how they can boast to each other how they held on to Moz for a whole 10 seconds. It was the only downer on what otherwise was the most perfect of nights. I honestly don't think I could have wanted more from a Morrissey concert, well, apart from Trouble Loves Me of course, but perhaps that will come on Friday in Brooklyn, although if it were to, THEY still wouldn't believe, they'd just add it to the ever growing list of coincidences.

It is now 5.15am, and I DESPERATELY need some sleep. Now, where IS that toothbrush of mine?

Incidentally, the Blue Rose Ring has been passed on to Kyle, and it is up to him to send it on it's journey across the USA.

Rat


Day 489 - Viva Blue Rose

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I have arrived back in a snowy UK, having had the most fantastic week in New York watching Morrissey. I still can't believe what a great adventure it has been, which included:

1. Me giving a Fake Blue Rose to the Fake Morrissey at the Letterman Show, which subsequently resulted in myself and my two travelling companions, 'Midlife Matt' and 'Sophie Twenty Something' (STS), being whisked into the SOLD OUT Letterman Show via the stage door to see Moz sing 'Action is My Middle Name.'


THIS PHOTO IS 'NOT' MORRISSEY, IT IS MORRISSEY'S TOUR MANAGER DONNIE, WITH MY FAKE BLUE ROSE, WHICH I AM CONFIDENT HE GAVE TO 'NOTMORRISSEY', WHO IS THE AUTHOR OF MORRISSEYSWORLD, WHICH IN TURN RESULTED IN 'THE REAL MORRISSEY' AKA TRM, ALLOWING ME AND MY 2 FRIENDS IN TO THE LETTERMAN SHOW! CONFUSED? THEN I SUGGEST YOU START READING BY BLOG FROM THE VERY BEGINNING, BUT BE PREPARED TO HAVE YOUR MIND BLOWN. (ANOTHER RIDICULOUSLY LONG PHOTO CAPTION FROM YOURS TRULY)


2. Me writing on my blog of Wednesday January 9th, "Disaster has struck, I can't find my toothbrush. I can't arrive at the Tilles Center tonight and expect Moz to take the Blue Rose from my teeth with my breath smelling of last night's pasta," only for Morrissey to then walk on stage that VERY evening at the Tilles Center, and say at the encore, "I've been looking for someone to... share my toothbrush with, which is why I came here (pause). All in vain!" It has now been suggested by '@ShutTheKellUp' in the Twitterdilly Arms, that we should throw toothbrushes on stage. Could the toothbrush become the Life of Brian 'shoe', or the Rocky Horror Picture Show 'toast'?

A SHOE - IT'S A SIGN


THE HEIR TO KYLE'S PRESIDENCY WITH HIS TOOTHBRUSH


3. The Tilles Center on Long Island being awash with roses.

4. Kyle, the President of the Blue Rose Society going on stage with Morrissey at Tilles Center.

5. Morrissey bowing to my Blue Rose at Brooklyn after singing 'Please, Please, Please Let Me Get What I Want.'

6. Kyle being swung around on stage at Brooklyn


KYLE ON STAGE AT BROOKLYN


7. Kristeen Young naming her mesmerizing new song, 'Soon' after I inadvertently suggested it.

8. Meeting fellow Blue Rose members; Kyle, Kyle's Dad and MozFiend

9. Handing the mysterious Blue Rose Ring to Kyle at Long Island and then seeing him pass it on to MozFiend at Brooklyn.


THE BLUE ROSE RING BEING GIVEN TO MOZFIEND BY KYLE

10. Inducting Midlife Matt and STS into the Blue Rose Society.

Midlife Matt and STS had thought I was deluded when I told them all about MorrisseysWorld and The Blue Rose Society, but what they witnessed in Manhattan at the Letterman Show, and what they heard and saw at Long Island, left them in NO doubt whatsoever that Morrissey is behind MorrisseysWorld.

There was of course a down side to my trip, namely the despicable abuse that Kyle, his father and I received on the Morrissey-Solo website. What had previously been a bit of harmless adult banter, was taken WAY beyond that, when an eleven year old boy was subjected to unmoderated abuse. I was forced to write a blog on Sunday, asking Peter Finan aka Uncle Skinny, the so called moderator of Morrissey-Solo, to remove the abusive content about Kyle. I don't mind the stuff about me being on there, it is water off a duck's back, and what is more, the constant linking on So-Low to my blog has seen my daily audience quadruple to 1,400 hits a day, which means more people are finding out what BLUE ROSE and MorrisseysWorld are all about. Skinny DIDN'T remove any comments, and instead, abused me further.

MASTERMIND CONTESTANT PETER FINAN - HIS SPECIALIST SUBJECT IN THE QUARTER FINALS WILL BE MORRISSEYSWORLD AND IF HE MAKES THE SEMI'S (WHICH IS DOUBTFUL BASED ON HIS KNOWLEDGE OF MORRISSEYSWORLD), WILL BE THE HISTORY OF THE BLUE ROSE SOCIETY


In my blog piece about So-Low, I also wrote that I would stop ALL interaction with anybody who continued to stand by the vile So-Low moderator, and I posted it to MorrisseysWorlders curios; @RosyMires , @Stillicling and @Cathplus5, asking them to support me, rather than stand back and allow Finan to allow an eleven year old face online attack. I was neither surprised or disappointed to see that Rosy 'Friend to Everyone' Mires, Still.I.Fawn and 'Carefree' Cathy ALL sided with Skinny.

Early on Sunday morning, I wrote an open letter to Morrissey on my blog, and tweeted it to Kristeen Young, asking her to pass it on to Morrissey. Obviously, 'I KNOW' that Morrissey reads my blog on a regular basis, but for TRM to do something about Peter Finan, it HAS to come from a different source than MorrisseysWorld or my blog, as Morrissey HAS to be able to deny any involvement. The BIGGEST 'coincidence' in this whole phenomenon, might just be about to happen - Morrissey MIGHT actually BAN Peter Finan from all concerts, but of course it will be NOTHING to do with MorrisseysWorld or me, I mean, HOW could it be, as in the words of Finan himself, I am just "the character behind the blog (MorrisseysWorld AND Mozziah), and I have "fooled hundreds into believing it was by Morrissey, and had to stop saying it was after being called out on the scam, then admitting it was a 'parody' all along." Finan has also added to his latest rant that I, "then decided it would be a jape to continue the scam by inventing this bullshit (Blue Rose) society. The guy is nothing but a scam artist and a bullshit merchant." If Finan IS banned, HE, along with Rosy Mires et al, will all be saying it's just a coincidence. Oh the irony. Will Moz ban him? Time as ever.....

After writing my open letter, I packed up my clothes, which included my four new Morrissey t-shirts, and then headed out for a last day around Manhattan, taking in the west side area of Chelsea, which I had never been to before. I hope to be able to write my New York Tour Diary at some stage, but at the moment, there is just too much going on with both Morrissey and Our Mozzer.

 A recent photograph of Morrissey in Manhattan has emerged on the net, and it has reminded me of my unpublished parody piece from Christmas.


MORRISSEY - LAST WEEK IN MANHATTAN


My unfinished and unpublished parody piece from Christmas is about Morrissey disguising himself as 'Our Mozzer' aka 'NotMorrissey aka '@MorrisseysWorld', by simply putting on a flat cap. The joke being that his friends should be able to tell the difference between Morrissey and 'NotMorrissey' by the 'cap', so therefore, every time he uses the internet as 'NotMorrissey', he puts his cap. The story takes it a step further, with Morrissey deciding that if he fancies popping down to the shops unnoticed, he can put his cap on, and not get spotted, but he then gets annoyed if the paparazzi photograph him, thinking that he is Morrissey, when it is CLEARLY 'NotMorrissey.' Perhaps the piece will be finished one day, if there is ever a lull.


THE 'NOTMORRISSEY' FROM MY UNPUBLISHED PARODY ARTICLE


My flight home from Newark to Heathrow resulted in me once again sneaking into Premium Economy for a three hour snooze, and also watching a superb film, that I would never have watched in a  million years had Midlife Matt not suggested it. The film is 'The Perks of Being A Wallflower' and is a 'coming of age drama set in 1990's Pittsburgh' (now you can see why I would never have watched it). The film features 'Asleep' by The Smiths, which is reason enough to watch it, but the movie itself is captivating.... although rather ironically, Midlife Matt fell asleep.

A CAPTIVATING MOVIE

I was given a lift home from the airport by my mother and step father. I'm not sure that my mother has ever really listened to Morrissey, but as I talked about my trip (I didn't bother mentioning MW, roses etc, there would just be no point!), I mentioned that I'd bought a t-shirt with 'Oh Manchester, so much to answer for' on it. She laughed, and said "ain't that the truth" (although she didn't really say 'ain't, my mum isn't an 'ain't' sort of gal.) I asked her why she had said that, and she told me all about the time that she and my dad lived and worked in Manchester. I was flabbergasted. I had NO idea that they had lived there, I just thought my dad had gone to Uni there.

As it transpires, my dad NEVER went to Uni at all, he went straight from school into the RAF to do his National Service, and fully intended to become an RAF officer, until some bright spark decided to send him and many other servicemen out to Christmas Island in 1955/56 to test nuclear bombs. Funnily enough, the testing put him off being in the forces, and he also contracted cancer from the exposure to radiation.
On returning to the UK, my dad de-mobbed and at the beginning of 1959, went to live in a place called Northenden in Manchester. He then worked for the next two years in Wythenshawe Hospital. He married my mum in 1960, and took her for a honeymoon in Minehead, but after just 4 days, he was missing Manchester so much, he packed everything up, and drove my mum back up to her new home. She took up a job at Withington Hospital, and worked afternoons in the Denmark Rd chest clinic. Despite my dad's love of Manchester, my mum missed the south, and they left at the beginning of 1961. If things had been different, I could've been born a Mancunian. Thank god for a mother's instinct!

WITHINGTON HOSPITAL MANCHESTER


I really shouldn't be waffling on about wallflowers and my parent's time in Manchester, there is SO much to catch up on, but I only have twenty minutes of writing time left. I have decided that as writing this blog has now become my full time job, and nobody could EVER wish for a better job, I have to strike a balance between blogging and family time, so from now on, I will tweet and write up until 5pm every week night, but then every evening and weekend will be family time, and I shall just have to catch up on whatever I miss. Whatever I don't get to write about today, can wait until tomorrow, or NEVER in the case of some things.... which may include those tour diaries of mine.

I have had no chance yet to go through all the youtube footage of Saturday's concert at Atlantic City, so I have no idea if there were any missed signs. Morrissey definitely DIDN'T play an encore, which HAS to be as a result of the bullying by So-Low of the Blue Rose Society. WILL Morrissey show his support for the Blue Rose Society by WEARING a Blue Rose tonight? We shall have to see.

The only video that I HAVE seen of the Atlantic City concert is of 'Speedway', which was awesome. During the pause, Morrissey sang, "Life tends to come and go, that's ok, as long as you know, life tends to come and go, as long as you know, know, know, know, know, know, know, know, know, know...... " before adding, "did you know?" The song is of course,  'I Won't Share You. Photographs that have emerged, show that Morrissey was sporting pink finger lingerie, which is obviously a reference to the MorrisseysWorld blog, in which in one of his parody stories (I can't remember which one) he says he continues to wear it to show he is suffering (perhaps somebody could post the actual quote, and state which article it's in? Thanks.) The trashy nail polish was back too.


FINGER LINGERIE AND TRASHY NAIL POLISH IN ATLANTIC CITY


Tony Visconti has been interviewed by Rolling Stone magazine, and in the interview he is asked if he will ever work with Morrissey again. Here is his reply:

"Hopefully we will. I'm going to see him Friday night in Brooklyn. We email a lot. He's very reluctant to have a deal with anybody 'cause nowadays, the problem is, when a label signs you - right now ha has no label - so if I sign a new label deal, he has to sign a 360 deal. They want a piece of everything. If you write a book, if you write a song, if you're in a movie, they want part of your fee for all these things. So that's the deal that the big labels are offering now and that's because sales are so low and they have to make their money some way. He's totally against that. He's old-school. I actually don't blame him. He could  pull a Radiohead and post it online for a fee, I know, but he's also old school about paying for it himself. Traditionally, the label's gotta pay for him. I understand that, and there's an old saying in show business that you never invest your own money in a show. It kinda follows onto recording to some extent, but that attitude has changed. He could also sign to an indie label that wouldn't make him sign a 360... but beyond that, he has enough fans that he'd make a killing charging 10 dollars for an album online. Yeah, he'll make his money back, yeah. He's playing his new songs onstage, they're being recorded on cell phones every night of the week and they're wonderful songs."


TONY VISCONTI - TO WORK WITH MOZ AGAIN? DEAR GOD, YES PLEASE!

Some great detective work by '@EricaCalil' has resulted in the uncovering of the identity of Morrissey's latest stage back drop, which I had previously described as a 'Slum Mum and Daughter'. How WRONG was I?

Amanda and her cousin Amy by Mary Ellen MarkNorth Carolina, USA, 1990 In 1990, Peter Howe at Life magazine sent me to North Carolina to photograph a special school for children with problems. The school was a very strange place because all of the twenty or so children were in the same classroom and their problems ranged from mild behavior instability to severe schizophrenia.Nine-year-old Amanda was the most interesting child in the class. She was my favorite child. Amanda was very intelligent and very naughty. One day I followed her home on the school bus. When the bus stopped at her house, she dashed ahead of me and ran into a nearby wooded area. I continued to follow her into the woods and eventually found her sitting in an old stuffed chair having a cigarette. She thought that I would reprimand her since I was an adult. But I said nothing.The following Sunday, I spent the day at home with Amanda and her mother. Amanda totally controlled her mother. She constantly gave her orders and proceeded to put on her mother’s nail polish and makeup. Amanda smoked openly in front of her. Her 8-year-old cousin Amy was coming over, and she was very excited. All day long, Amanda and her cousin played like children. Every forty-five minutes or so, Amanda would take a break to have a cigarette. Her mother could say nothing; Amanda was the boss.Just before I left, I looked for Amanda to say good-bye. I found her and Amy in the backyard. They were in a children’s inflatable pool. Amanda was taking her regular cigarette break.
THE 'SLUM MUM' AND 'DAUGHTER'

It transpires that the 'Slum Mum' that I referred to (and you must remember I was in the front row, so I was craning my neck), is in fact NINE YEAR OLD Amanda from North Carolina (smoking) and her eight year old cousin Amy. The photo is from 1990, and the story can be read here: http://tamburina.tumblr.com/post/19383658386/amanda-and-her-cousin-amy-by-mary-ellen-mark-north
   The story tells that Amanda was in a special school for children with problems, and that she was both very intelligent and very naughty. I would LOVE to know how life is now treating a 31 year old Amanda.

I have now run out of time. Tonight Morrissey is back on stage in Red Bank, New Jersey. I think I am right in believing that MozFiend will be in attendance, and she will be looking for a member of the Blue Rose Society to hand the Blue Rose Ring to. That person will need to be going to both North Bethesda and Reading. If anybody IS going to both, please leave a comment below.

Kyle will also be at tonight's show, let's hope he is shown kindness and respect.

Viva Blue Rose


TWITTERDILLY ARMS TOP 10 - WEEK BEGINNING SUNDAY 13TH JANUARY 2013
(A weekly chart is counted down EVERY Tuesday at 12:45 UK time by @FluffRat)

1. HOW SOON IS NOW? (LIVE ON LONG ISLAND) (TOOTHBRUSH & THE CALL FOR KYLE) - MORRISSEY (NEW ENTRY) (See the roses being thrown on at the start of this encore, listen to 'toothbrush' speech, and here the call for 'Kyle' at 1 min 50 secs, before seeing Kyle run on in his Blue Rose Society t-shirt: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JAweuiHZQN0)

2. PLEASE, PLEASE PLEASE LET ME GET WHAT I WANT (LIVE IN BROOKLYN) - MORRISSEY (NEW ENTRY) (See the Blue Rose at 2 min 14 and the 'Bow to the Blue Rose' at 2:37: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-lu5v5rMmnA)

3. STILL ILL AKA DON'T INTERRUPT THE SORROW (LIVE IN BROOKLYN) - MORRISSEY (NEW ENTRY) (See Kyle being swung around: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_d0G_77E5BA)

4. NOVEMBER SPAWNED A MONSTER (LIVE IN BROOKLYN) - MORRISSEY (NEW ENTRY) (See Morrissey 'hugged' at 1 min. Does anybody know who the hugger? It was very touching, and this girl should be in the BRS: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lsV4xpNCGO4)

5. MALADJUSTED (LIVE ON LONG ISLAND) - MORRISSEY (NEW ENTRY) (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IWqA-6O2SNQ)


6. I KNOW IT'S OVER (LIVE ON LONG ISLAND) - MORRISSEY (NEW ENTRY) (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vRq7BGJ7M8o)


7. SWEET AND TENDER HOOLIGAN (LIVE ON LONG ISLAND) - MORRISSEY (NEW ENTRY) (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6sUu4aJC0vI)

8. SPEEDWAY + THAT JOKE ISN'T FUNNY ANYMORE (LIVE ON LONG ISLAND) - MORRISSEY (NEW ENTRY) (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IDl94FRN_bM)


9. ACTION IS MY MIDDLE NAME (LIVE ON LETTERMAN) - MORRISSEY (NEW ENTRY)
(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SFm_s0O5aok)



10. WELCOME TO MY WORLD - DEAN MARTIN (NEW ENTRY) (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qX7BAfXn85Y)

(Editors footnote: As time passes, and you get the opportunity to reflect back, the one song that I can't get out of my head from the concert in Brooklyn is 'Black Cloud', but unfortunately, there is no footage of it on Youtube. It would have been placed high in the chart, as would 'Everyday is Like Sunday' and 'First of the Gang' from Brooklyn, plus Kristeen Young's 'Soon'.)

Day 500 - The Blue Rose

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THE BLUE ROSE

A man stood upon the chalk cliff and looked out to sea. He stood alone, of course, always alone, and looked out into the blackness, a blackness who's twin brother had, for all of his life, gripped and held him as though a permanent lodger to his soul. Tonight however, the blackness was broken by the full moon, a moon that not only lit the sky but also lit the sea. The light of the moon allowed the sea to show off some of her blue sheen, but still the blackness dominated, always the blackness dominated. And as the moon reflected, so did the man, but while the moon sought no answers, the man sought many, always he sought the answers but usually without conclusion. The man started to walk along the narrow, uneven, chalk path that had been created by many other feet over hundreds of years. The man, not wanting to follow the same path as others, veered off into the light scrub and as he continued his walk, he felt a presence beside him. The man did not turn his head to look and see who had joined him but asked, "How did you find me?" The presence paused and then replied, "It is my job to seek and find you and, as you know, I am never far away. In fact, of all the people I know, you are one of the easiest to find. Do you know why I am here?" The man continued to stroll and as he did, he kicked out at loose bits of chalk and gravel and then replied, "Yes I know why you are here but I am not sure if it is I who seek you, or you that seek me?" The presence laughed gently, almost mockingly and said, "Perhaps we both seek each other, we have a strong bond you and I, for many, many reasons, so tell me, what is on your mind?" The man continued on his walk and stooped to pluck a brooklime, which he then gently nibbled at as he pondered the question. Eventually he responded, "Over the years I have asked you many things and although I listen carefully to your answers and heed your advice, I cannot help but feel that you charlatanize me, do you?" The presence once again laughed, but this time louder and with a sneer to it's laugh, and then said to the man, "Is that EVEN a word? It is only right that you should question everything and everyone but that blackness that clings to you will not leave until you allow it to go. You think it clings to you with a vice like grip but it is you that grips just as hard, a grip I too have felt. Now tell me, do you know of 'The Nightingale and The Rose'?" This time it was the turn of the man to laugh with a mocking tone and through gritted teeth he replied, " Yes, you know full well I know of it, it too grips at my ankles like shackles and much as I love it with all my heart, it burns me, engulfs me, burdens me." The presence smiled to itself, a satisfying smile and said, "Exactly as I wished and pray tell, which character do you see as you?" The man, without hesitation or pause for thought, responded immediately, "I am surprised you need ask, you know full well I am the nightingale, I am the one full of song, I am told beautiful song and yet my song is never enough and I have to give more, always more, I have to bleed, bleed and sing and each day that goes by, I feel the thorn dig deeper, always deeper as it heads to my heart, so I sing new songs and still it is never enough and even those who say they love my song, they critisise and mock and say that the songs I sing are not the songs they want to hear and then there are those who do not know me and certainly don't listen to my songs, they too critisise and call me ugly and sneer at me and try to pull me to the floor where they can kick me, punch me, walk on me, humiliate me and still I sing, I sing and I bleed and one day I will no longer be there and they will miss me when I'm gone, oh yes, they'll miss me when I'm gone." The man fell quiet, he felt both anger and sadness and he continued to walk. The presence let the air hang still and then mused, "Yes, I thought you would see yourself as the nightingale and indeed you do have many of it's traits, for not only do you sing a fair song, but you are also caring, kind and loving but you are neither a bird nor foolish enough to give up your life for one who you know will not appreciate it, you are no more the nightingale than I." The man was incensed, he raised his voice and cried, "How dare you call the nightingale foolish, she sacrificed her life so that another may love." The presence once again laughed, "I can call her what I like but did her death allow another to love? No, it was a lovely sentiment, but as I say, misguided and foolish. You are NOT the nightingale, try again, what other characters are there?" The man gathered his thoughts and then announced, "Well I am CERTAINLY not the student." The presence paused before saying, "But can you be so sure? the student, like you, is well read, single minded and seeks love, are you really so different?" The man swung his foot at a large stone and sent it hurtling down the cliff. His foot stung with the pain of kicking such a stone and he felt a pain in his heart, for he knew that the presence was right. "So I am the selfish and shallow student am I?" he asked defeatedly, "No of course not," bellowed the presence, once again laughing as he continued, "Do you really think that I should think so little of you? No, you will no doubt be pleased to know, you are NOT the student, but you do have many of his traits. Now, try again." Once again the man pondered, it was easy for him to recollect the characters from a story he knew so well and the character's raced through his mind. "Surely I am not the cynical, mocking lizard?" he enquired? The presence grinned and replied, "Once again you have his characteristics but his role is small, no you are not the lizard, nor are you the white rose, for although the white rose symbolises; purity, innocence and secrecy, all traits that you have, the white rose has always had to play second fiddle to the red rose and you play second fiddle to nobody." The man jumped in, "So I am the red rose, filled with love, respect, courage and passion? Yes, this is indeed me and as we know, the red rose in the story, having been filled with the blood and soul of the nightingale, ends up in the gutter where it is run over by a cart. Yes, at last I can see, I am the red rose, not the nightingale but I have the blood and spirit of the nightingale within me." The presence guffawed with laughter and said, "I should have guessed that you would relate to being tossed to the gutter, your self degradation becomes you, it is one of the most beautiful traits you possess and yes you are SO like the red rose, indeed if the rose were you, I can almost picture it smiling as it lay in the gutter waiting for the cart to crush it. If the student hadn't tossed the red rose to the gutter, I do believe it would have jumped there itself, although of course, as I think about it, I think it more likely in fact, that the rose would TALK about tossing itself to the gutter and would MOCK itself but wouldn't ACTUALLY choose to jump, no, instead, it would hope for a stay of execution and would long to be pinned to the student's lapel or hope that the intended recipient see sense and accept it after all, so that there would be a 'happy ever after'. Mmm, you are very nearly the red rose, but not quite, so try again." The man looked perplexed and announced, "I am running out of characters, I cannot possibly be the rose tree, for although it shows some knowledge in that it is able to supply the nightingale with the solution of how to produce a red rose, it has a nasty, perverse streak and it seems to cajole the nightingale to pull closer to the thorns, knowing that the nightingale's death will be a death for no reason. No, I am NOT the murdering rose tree." The man stopped and looked toward the sea, the moon's reflection had gone. He looked up and saw that a large cloud had smothered the moon, as though trying to keep it quiet as it rummaged through it's pockets. The man had still not turned to look at the presence, but knew he was still there. The man spoke, "So who am I?" The presence puffed itself up as though preparing for it's final submission to the court and said, "You are the centre piece to the story, the main character, is it not obvious? You are the professor's daughter." The man was confused, "But why?" he asked. The presence continued, "The whole story revolves around the daughter. The student deeply loves her and wants to impress her, the nightingale is prepared to die for her, so that she can get what she wants, the red rose is wanted by her and then rejected by her and the chamberlain's nephew even buys jewels for her. She is everything, YOU are everything. You have traits of everything and everybody in the story. You ARE the story. You are Unattainable, Impossible and exist only in fantasy, not in nature. You are unrequited. You are the first of all pleasures. I both love you and need you." The man looked content. He said, "And if I am the professor's daughter, then you must be the professor. You professor, are trouble, the trouble that loves me." The man smiled and turned to face the presence for the first time, but nobody was there, just a blue rose.

MorrisseysWorld and The Blue Rose Society

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In May, August and September of 2011, Morrissey's official website, 'True-To-You.net', made denials that Morrissey was in any way connected with a blogsite called MorrisseysWorld. Most who saw these denials, believed what they read, but a few others felt it was VERY un-Morrisseyesque to make such as fuss about a blog that NOBODY had heard of, and they began to follow the blogsite religiously. I was one of those people, and I documented my findings, on a daily basis in this blog.

In the past year, 'MorrisseysWorld.blogspot.com' made a number of prophecies and pledges, and they were ALL fulfilled by the true artiste Morrissey. The blogsite became a phenomenon, but the vast majority of Morrissey fans failed to discover it, or completely ignored it, believing it to be fake.

When Morrissey began his tour of the USA in October 2012, the ONLY prophecy from the MorrisseysWorld blog that hadn't been fulfilled, was that Morrissey would accept a BLUE ROSE on stage.

On October 10th, at the Radio City Music Hall in New York, Morrissey received a BLUE ROSE on stage, and the following day, MorrisseysWorld disappeared.

So, WAS MORRISSEY REALLY BEHIND MORRISSEYSWORLD? Here's the evidence, YOU decide.

WHO WAS MORRISSEYSWORLD?


16 DEC 2009 - First article published on MorrisseysWorld.blogspot.com. After just three weeks, the site falls dormant having received NO traffic and NO publicity.

1 MAY 2011 - MorrisseysWorld starts up again, but still has NO publicity or traffic.

14 MAY 2011 - Despite NOBODY having noticed or mentioned MorrisseysWorld, Morrissey's official website, 'True-To-You.net', issues a statement saying, "Morrissey would like it known that the site known as Morrisseysworld.blogspot is a fake. Morrissey has no connection with the site and is therefore not the author of anything written on the site." DENIAL NUMBER ONE FROM TRUE-TO-YOU & PUBLICITY FOR MORRISSEYSWORLD.


3 AUGUST 2011 - In a parody article on MorrisseysWorld entitled 'My Live Tour Journal', the author, pretending to be Morrissey, reviews Justin Bieber's live DVD 'Never Say Never', in which Bieber uses the words, 'Welcome to my World.'

4 AUGUST 2011 - In an article on the MW blog entitled 'A pledge to my fans at the London Palladium', the author says, "I have decided I will once again strip down to the waist at the London Palladium."

8 AUGUST 2011 - Morrissey comes on stage at the London Palladium and says, "Welcome to My World", the EXACT words used by Justin Bieber on his DVD. At the end of the show, Morrissey strips to the waste, thus FULFILLING THE PLEDGE of 4 AUG FROM THE AUTHOR OF THE MW BLOG.
MORRISSEY AT THE LONDON PALLADIUM AUG 8TH 2011 "WELCOME TO MY WORLD."



13 AUGUST 2011 - In a parody piece on MorrisseysWorld entitled 'Q&A with iconic singer Morrissey - introduction', the author dresses Boz Boorer in drag.

13 AUGUST 2011 - In an article on MorrisseysWorld entitled 'Right I'm off now. Honest', the author says, " (I have a) US tour to plan." AT THIS TIME, THERE HAD BEEN NO 'OFFICIAL' MENTION ANYWHERE OF A US TOUR.


19 AUGUST 2011 - TTY issues a statement saying, "Morrissey has no connection with the site called Morrisseysworld.blogspot. Whoever is on this site/page claiming to be Morrissey is certainly NOT Morrissey. Pleased be warned. Thank you." In the same statement, it is announced that "Ten US dates for Morrissey will be announced this coming Monday." DENIAL NUMBER TWO FROM TRUE-TO-YOU & A US TOUR IS 'OFFICIALLY' ANNOUNCED.

22 AUGUST 2011 - MorrisseysWorld publishes an article asking fans to wear either a single red rose or a single white rose during the US tour.


1 SEPTEMBER 2011 - MW again asks fans to wear a single red or white rose on the US tour, in honour of Oscar Wilde.

A PICTURE FROM MORRISSEYSWORLD

6 SEPTEMBER 2011 - MorrisseysWorld sets up a twitter account '@MorrisseysWorld'.


14 SEPTEMBER 2011 - TTY issues a statement saying, "Morrissey would like to stress that he has absolutely no affiliation with the site called Morrisseysworld, and that the views expressed on Morrisseysworld blog and twitter page are not Morrissey's views, and do not come from Morrissey. Morrissey has no connection with this, please beware." DENIAL NUMBER THREE FROM TRUE-TO-YOU & FREE PUBLICITY FOR THE NEW MW TWITTER ACCOUNT.


27 SEPTEMBER 2011 - I discover MorrisseysWorld and start 'FollowingTheMozziah'.


9 OCTOBER 2011 - The MorrisseysWorld blog introduces a character from the US tv show, Twin Peaks, called LOG LADY. Log Lady makes a prediction, that "When the blood runs, the white rose becomes a red rose. When the truth settles down, nothing will remain." 

LOG LADY - THE MORRISSEYSWORLD PROPHET


7 NOVEMBER 2011 - The MW blog posts a song called 'Blue Rose' from Twin Peaks. Log Lady states that "THE BLUE ROSE exists" and "THE white ESOR will be seen."A COLLAGE OF FAMOUS PEOPLE MAKING  'O' and 'OO' signs WITH THEIR HANDS is also posted.
LIL THE DANCER FROM TWIN PEAKS WITH HER BLUE ROSE



28 NOVEMBER 2011 - Morrissey accepts a RED ROSE during 'Everyday Is Like Sunday', at the concert in Pomona (see here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_Of2DJ5sCZ0 ). THIS IS THE FIRST FLOWER MORRISSEY HAS RECEIVED ON STAGE IN YEARS. 

28 NOV 2011 - MORRISSEY IN POMONA WHERE HE ACCEPTED A RED ROSE 


29 NOVEMBER 2011 - Morrissey appears on US tv show 'Conan' and sings 'People Are The Same Everywhere'. At the end of the performance, MORRISSEY MAKES AN 'OO' SIGN AROUND HIS EYES, EXACTLY AS ON THE MW BLOG COLLAGE.

29 NOV 2011 - MORRISSEY REPLICATES THE MORRISSEYSWORLD BLOG ON CONAN 


26 DECEMBER 2011 - '@MorrisseysWorld' tweeted to say, "Years of Refusal may come to be viewed as my masterpiece when the lights finally Go Out."

27 DECEMBER 2011 - Morrissey issues a statement completely out of the blue on the True To You website listing 'Years of Refusal' as the album of which he is most proud.


24 FEBRUARY 2012 - An article on the MW blog makes mention of the 'BLUE ROSE SOCIETY' for the first time. The article asks readers to "Post concert reviews, comment on 'signs' and spread the word about the rose." Morrissey gets his South American tour underway in Chile.


28 FEBRUARY 2012 - An interview given by Morrissey to a Brazilian magazine denies authorship of MorrisseysWorld and labels it 'dangerous'. Also in the interview, Morrissey says "I am seventeen" (Justin Bieber's age!) DENIAL NUMBER FOUR.


1 MARCH 2012 - Twenty minutes before Morrissey goes on stage for the second of his Argentinian concerts, in Cordoba, '@MW' tweets to say, I'll see you on the other side - assuming the Falklands aren't invaded and I don't get bombed by a malfunctioning  British missile." The account ALSO tweets, "There will be a small surprise." The band then appeared on stage dressed in black bras, and BOZ BOORER IN A DRESS (see 13 August parody piece). Morrissey then went on to make a speech about the Falklands belonging to Argentina. 
1 MARCH 2012 - MORRISSEY & THE BAND IN CORDOBA - IS THE DRESS WEAR A SMALL SURPRISE?

5 MARCH 2012 - The MW blog issues a statement saying that the blog and twitter account will be frozen forthwith, principally due to the recent criticism during the interview in Brazil. The statement also offers a pledge that MW will close and be erased from the world wide web should Morrissey place a short note on True To You. The statement also announces that the MW blog will only return if Morrissey appears with a rose, wears a pop act t-shirt, or states the words 'MorrisseysWorld' at a live concert.


12 MARCH 2012 - The MW blog posts a collage of famous people positioning their right hand across their body.

THE HAND SIGN ON THE MW COLLAGE


15 MARCH 2012 - The author of the MW blog appears as 'Morrissey1959' in the MW blog chatroom and tells those present to look out for Youtube footage from 'There Is A Light That Never Goes Out' from yesterday's concert. He says watch out for him putting his hand on his heart, mirroring the collage posted on the MW blog. Later that day, footage appears on Youtube, showing the hand on heart (see here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nV_37XZIO-s&feature=related). 

17 MARCH 2012 - Morrissey plays the last date of his South American tour in Bogota, Columbia, and makes a double 'OO' sign during the song 'You Have Killed Me', and then he plucks a WHITE ROSE from the audience. The lighting makes the rose appear RED (See Here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oVaezmLcyi4 ), thus FULFILLING LOG LADY'S PLEDGE OF 9 OCTOBER 2011. IT IS ALSO, JUST THE SECOND FLOWER RECEIVED BY MORRISSEY ON STAGE IN YEARS.

17 MARCH 2012 - MORRISSEY RECEIVES A COLUMBIAN ROSE 


10 APRIL 2012 - In an article on the MW blog entitled 'MorrisseysWorld Prophecy Page - and a new pledge', the author reinforces that ALL the prophecy's have come true and exclusively pledges that Morrissey will appear with a BLUE ROSE before 2012 is out.


17 MAY 2012 - The author of the MW blog, calling himself 'Morrissey', gives an interview to 'FollowingTheMozziah', in which, in reply to a question about the NME court case, 'Morrissey' answers "...". Four hours later, TTY issues a statement saying that the court case is still going ahead and is scheduled to start on 16 July.  This statement is taken down a few hours later. 


19 MAY 2012 - The MW blog publishes an article announcing the blog and twitter accounts are now closed, and adds, 'Because We Must.' The article also asks concert goers to take a single red, white, or blue rose.

22 MAY 2012 - On stage in San Diego, at his birthday concert, Morrissey wears a red shirt covered in roses. Morrissey also says, "Because We Must" THREE times.


22 MAY 2012 - MORRISSEY WEARS A ROSE PATTERNED SHIRT AND QUOTES THE MW BLOG


4 JULY 2012 - Morrissey's wikipedia page is updated, mentioning 'The Blue Rose Society' and saying it "is seen by some as a reference to Oscar Wilde's green carnation-wearing followers."


5 JULY 2012 - Morrissey walks on stage in Liege, Belgium wearing a GREEN CARNATION for the first time EVER.
5 JULY 2012 - MORRISSEY WEARS A GREEN CARNATION IN LIEGE


6 JULY 2012 - The update to Morrissey's wikipedia page mysteriously disappears.

21 JULY 2012 - The MW blog publishes a parody article entitled 'Leaked minutes of a private meeting of the inner sanctum of the Blue Rose Society of Morrissey'. In the article, Log Lady says, "in the strangest of circumstances he WILL be photographed with a blue rose soon. The photograph emerges. People laughing and smiling, a child cries."

22 JULY 2012 - Photographs appear of Morrissey being presented with the 'Key to the City' of Tel Aviv by the Mayor Ron Huldai. Both men are laughing and smiling. Morrissey wears a tie with BLUE ROSES all over it.

21 JULY 2012 - MORRISSEY WEARS A BLUE ROSE TIE IN TEL AVIV


28 JULY 2012 - During the concert in Manchester, Morrissey announces, "I was recently in Israel where I was given the key to Tel Aviv and it's worth pointing out that the governing bodies of Manchester council have offered me absolutely nothing, and I don't know why". As he said the words, "I don't know why", Morrissey slipped his hand inside his shirt, thus replicating the freemason sign from the MorrisseysWorld blog of 12 March 2012.  (see here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mODZGYOvxIY)
28 JULY 2012 - MORRISSEY REPLICATES THE MW BLOG


10 OCTOBER 2012 - During the concert at Radio City Music Hall in New York, Morrissey takes a BLUE ROSE from eleven year old Kyle Douglas (@mozkidkyle on twitter), and keeps it on him for the whole of the encore, thus fulfilling the MW pledge of 10 April 2012. (See here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cPqwwA0ZQiQ)
10 OCTOBER 2012 - MORRISSEY WITH THE BLUE ROSE IN NEW YORK

Despite MANY fans taking gladioli and other flowers to Morrissey concerts, the ONLY ones that he has accepted, have been roses. Whether Morrissey was behind MorrisseysWorld or not, it is obvious that he wants roses, and many fans have pledged to continue taking them to concerts. Even Morrissey's own tour manager, Donnie Knutson has been spotted outside a venue with a BLUE ROSE:

DONNIE WITH HIS BLUE ROSE


TAKE A RED, WHITE OR BLUE ROSE FOR MORRISSEY, AND THROW IT AT THE ENCORE.

Day 525 - A Dozen Deluded Questions

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On the last Sunday of February 1983, Morrissey, along with the other members of the Smiths entered Strawberry Studios in Stockport, and recorded his first ever single, 'Hand In Glove.' With this Sunday marking the 30th anniversary of Morrissey's first vinyl recording, I have decided to try and exclusively interview Morrissey for the small but loyal readership of 'Following The Mozziah'. Wish me luck as I ask a dozen deluded questions.

Dear Morrissey......

1. Knowing that you love nostalgia, and that you are an old romantic at heart, does the 30 year anniversary of your first vinyl recording bring any mist to the old Moz eyes?


MIST FOR THE 30 YEAR ANNIVERSARY OF THE RECORDING OF 'HAND IN GLOVE' ON FEB 27TH?


2. And here you are, 30 years later, having released not only sixty singles, but also thirteen studio albums, ALL of which reached the Top 8 in the UK, with eleven of those thirteen albums going Top 5 and four of them to Number 1. Putting self deprecation aside for one minute, you've done OK over the past thirty years, 'haven't' you?

3. And now for the next thirty years. Tony Bennett has recorded a further seventeen studio albums since he was your age (he's now 86), can you possibly imagine the same happening with you?

4. Having managed to avoid death in the past month, do you ever wonder how the Morrissey legend would have been if you had died early, for instance, do you think your tomb would have been filled with posthumous awards, despite the fact that the music industry have generally chosen to ignore you whilst you still draw breath?


MORRISSEY - IVOR NOVELLO AWARD WINNER IN 1998, BUT GENERALLY IGNORED BY AN INDUSTRY THAT HANDS OUT AWARDS TO NOBODIES WHO DO NOTHING


5. So, having avoided death, and awards, let's get back to the present. During your enforced break from touring, you have been spending time in Hollywood, did you choose to recoup in LA because it still feels like some sort of home, or was it the medical care you were after?



6. On the subject of LA, 'All The Lazy Dykes' has recently crept it's way into my all time Top 10. It is a stunning song that I 'missed' the beauty of when it was released. Which of your songs do YOU think are greatly underrated, and are there any in particular that you have recently listened to and thought, 'Wow, that song's bloody good'?

7. You have recently described your concert last month in Brooklyn as one of the best nights of your career. It has been reported that Tony Visconti was there, did you manage to catch up, and have you discussed working together on the next album?

8. Your bleeding ulcer has no doubt put everything else on hold, but now as you look forward to returning to the stage next week, what are your plans for the rest of 2013?

9. I shudder to ask, but where do you go next with your negotiations for a record deal?

10. And whilst on the 'always asked' list, any news on the autobiography?


BOOK RELEASE?


11. Aside from the indecent books that you have recently stated you have been reading, what were the last three songs/albums you bought?

12. And finally, have you a message for the Blue Rose Society?


Foot Note - My previous interview with Morrissey was ignored by the masses and loved by the few. It can be read here: http://followingthemozziah.blogspot.co.uk/2012/05/interview-with-morrissey-conducted-on.html


Day 531 - "Holy F@cking Sh/t!!!"

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The MorrisseysWorld blog is back *waves palms, throws blue roses et cetera et cetera et cetera - as Yul Brynner said in his 1956 Oscar winning role as the King of Siam - more of that in a minute*, and what is more, TRM (The Real Morrissey) seems to have found a new lease of life since his touch with death, and has been out about in LA; attending football matches, stalking Kirk Douglas, hanging out at parties and picking up an oscar for 'Best Actor'. All of this means of course, that I am back, 'Following The Mozziah'.... the story is old, I know, but it goes on.


OSCAR WINNER

Seeing as I haven't written a blog entry since last Wednesday, I will work through events of the last week in order. In fact, I haven't really written a proper blog entry since last Tuesday, as my blog entry of Wednesday was my attempted interview with Morrissey, which he completely and utterly ignored, just as I was ignored when I attempted to interview 'Our Mozzer' back on New Year's Eve. In the words of Our Mozzer himself in the latest MorrisseysWorld blog entry, "I wonder why that s*d bothers." More about the MW blog later, but first, Robbie 'The Moz Chin' Keane.

Last Thursday, Morrissey posted an article on the True To You website, all about him meeting Irish footballer Robbie Keane. The article explained how Robbie and Moz are related via Robbie's late grandfather, who was Peter Morrissey's (Father of Moz) cousin, so I am guessing that Robbie Keane told Moz of the connection, although it could of course have been Morrissey who informed Robbie, or perhaps they both already knew, who knows? Who cares? Anyway, Robbie and Moz met up at an LA Galaxy game and compared chins. The next step is to find the relationship of Messrs Keane and Morrissey to Daniel Day-Lewis (see photo above, which isn't 'really' Moz for those of you who may have been fooled!)
Robbie Keane And Morrissey
MORRISSEY WITH HIS 'NEW' COUSIN ROBBIE KEANE AT LAST WEEKS LA GALAXY MATCH

On Friday, Morrissey posted another article on True To You, this time about him nearly meeting his film hero, Kirk Douglas. The posting explained how Moz was walking alongside Douglas while taking a stroll, but he was "too incurably demented to tap his shoulder and pledge eternal thanks and servitude." It is great to see this side of Moz, most 'celebrities' would never admit to being in such awe of another 'celeb', which goes to show just how much Kirk Douglas means to Morrissey.


MORRISSEY (IN DISGUISE, ALTHOUGH THE CHIN GIVES HIM AWAY) WALKING ALONGSIDE KIRK DOUGLAS IN LA LAST WEEK



I have to confess, I don't know very much about Kirk Douglas' film career, although I distinctly remember watching him in a few westerns when I was growing up. Morrissey mentions in his TTY article that Douglas was never awarded an Oscar, saying, "I am not alone in knowing how constantly robbed Kirk Douglas was of that voodoo doll known as the 'Oscar', he added, "his magnetic force and colossal onscreen assurance in 'Two weeks in another town', 'Lonely are the brave' and 'The bad and beautiful' still stand as the best screen acting yet produced, in years when the Oscars , as usual, were awarded instead to the blandly servile.'

I decided to find out who the 'blandly servile' actors were, who beat Kirk Douglas to the 'Best Actor Oscar' in the three years that he was nominated. Here are my findings:

1950 - Kirk Douglas was nominated for his role as boxer Midge Kelly in the film 'Champion'. The other nominees were; Broderick Crawford in 'All the King's Men', Gregory Peck in 'Twelve O'Clock High', Richard Todd in 'The Hasty Heart' and John Wayne in 'Sands of Iwo Jima'. And the winner was....... Broderick Crawford.

1953 - Kirk Douglas was nominated for his role as film producer Jonathan Shields in the film 'The Bad and the Beautiful'. The other nominees were; Marlon Brando in 'Viva Zapata!', Gary Cooper in 'High Noon', Jose Ferrer in 'Moulin Rouge' and Alec Guinness in 'The Lavender Hill Mob'. And the winner was....... Gary Cooper.

1956 - Kirk Douglas was nominated for his role as artist Vincent van Gogh in the film 'Lust For Life' . The other nominees were; Yul Brynner in 'The King and I', James Dean in 'Giant', Rock Hudson in 'Giant', and Laurence Olivier in 'Richard III'. And the winner was...... Yul Brynner.

YUL BRYNNER



On Saturday night, Morrissey attended a pre-Oscar party at the Chateau Marmont Hotel in West Hollywood, which resulted in a couple of 'celebs' posting tweets. First, Stephen Chbosky (@StephenChbosky), who is the author and director of 'Perks of Being a Wallflower' tweeted, "To all Perks fans... Holy f@cking sh/t... I met Morrissey tonight! He said the Perks movie was lovely. I repeat... Holy f@cking sh/t!!!". It would appear that Mr Chbosky was as excited about meeting Morrissey, as Morrissey was about seeing Kirk Douglas. It's a funny old business, this fame game.



'PERKS' AUTHOR STEPHEN CHBOSKY WITH BOZ BOORER

The next fan to send a Moz related tweet was our old friend Russell Brand (@RustyRockets), who has obviously been forgiven by Moz and welcomed back into the small fold. Brand, who a couple of weeks ago appeared on the Jonathan Ross show wearing a 'knock off' Smiths shirt with a Viva Hate photo, tweeted the following message and photo in the early hours of Sunday morning, "Late night, Maudlin Street."


PEACHES AND HERB - REUNITED AND IT FEELS SO GOOD

It will be interesting to see if Brand now attends any of Morrissey's LA concerts after failing to see him in Wellington, New Zealand before Christmas.



RUSSELL 'KNOCK OFF' BRAND ON JONATHAN ROSS

And now to the main point of my blog, the return of MorrisseysWorld *Waves palms, blue roses et cetera et cet.... * Sorry, I've already done that bit!

On Sunday evening, the MW blog returned with an article entitled, 'ALL EYEZ ON ME - MY LIVE TOUR JOURNAL, 2013'.

The hilarious piece covers the January concerts, and sees Our Mozzer at his self deprecating best, whilst also having a humorous pop at many people along the way, including Uncle Skinny and the Solowists, accusing them of, "barely having travelled outside of your own semi." No sympathy is shown by Our Mozzer for Morrissey's former guitarist Vini Reilly, who has fallen on hard times, with Our Mozzer saying, "did anyone come to my aid in 2001 when I had to switch the climate control off in February? Did anyone offer to pay my lighting costs in 2009? Of course not. Still, I'd like to make a donation; it's just that smelly, old Stephen has already taken it!"


VINI REILLY IN MORE AFFLUENT TIMES, IE, WHEN HE COULD AFFORD CURTAINS, ALTHOUGH IT SHOULD BE NOTED THAT THERE IS JUST THE ONE CURTAIN, THE OTHER TWO IN THIS BOX BAY WINDOW HAD ALREADY BEEN SOLD AT THIS POINT TO PAY FOR PLANT FOOD AND HEATING. VINI CLAIMS THAT IT WAS HIM, AND NOT "SMELLY" STEPHEN STREET WHO WROTE ALL THE TRACKS ON THE VIVA HATE ALBUM BUT POOR MOZ CAN'T PAY 'EVERYBODY' WHO CLAIMS TO HAVE WRITTEN THE TUNES, HE'S NOT A BLEEDIN' CHARITY YOU KNOW! IS THIS TOO LONG TO BE A PHOTO CAPTION? I THOUGHT SO. SORRY.

The 'All Eyez On Me' article, which I have no idea as to why eyes is spelt with a z, also has a dig at Stephen Colbert and David Letterman saying, "That Colbert c*** was about as amusing as Avian TB, but at least he was marginally more believable than David Letterman.


THE UNBELIEVABLE DAVID LETTERMAN ENTERING THE ED SULLIVAN STUDIO TO INTRODUCE MOZ ON JANUARY 8TH 2013

The 'All Eyez Tour Journal' article then goes on to mention receiving "a lovely blue rose today", which was rather nice of Our Mozzer. It then goes on to suggest that the Blue Rose Society President ISN'T eleven year old Kyle after all, but Justin Bieber! The whole article really is VERY funny, and shows that illness hasn't damaged Our Mozzer's wit in any way. There is quite a lot written about the illness, and my blog even gets a mention with the following, "Watched FollowingThemozziah update... seven hours without a single comment. Quite frankly I wonder why that s*d bothers. I picked up my synthetic blue rose, inhaled the aroma of cheap plastic and Donnie's Boots aftershave, and smirked."


TOUR MANAGER DONNIE WITH 'THAT' ROSE... PLUS CHEAP BOOTS AFTERSHAVE (NB. BOOTS IS A PHARMACY CHAIN IN THE UK)

The most disappointing thing about the return of MorrisseysWorld, is that just FIFTEEN people bothered to leave a comment (SEVENTEEN if you count the two anonymous haters, which could of course be Moz self deprecating!) on this hilarious article. I wonder why that genius s*d bothers!


Another article was also been posted on the MW blog on Sunday, but it isn't new, it is a piece that was originally posted on a website called Cracked.com in September 2011. It has received over 14,000 hits on Cracked, but although it is obviously written by Our Mozzer, and hilariously funny, he has for some reason waited until now to re-release it on the MW blog. Re-issue, re-package, re-evaluate the blog.

That will do for today. Morrissey was supposed to be making his comeback tonight on the Jimmy Kimmel show, but because the shows producers obviously thought it would be funny to have Morrissey appear on the same show as the Robertson family, who own a shop selling products for duck hunters, Morrissey has understandably decided to withdraw from the show, which means he makes his comeback on February 27th, thirty years to the day since the recording of 'Hand In Glove'. And now that Moz has a free evening tonight, perhaps he'll answer my interview questions. Hmmm.


TWITTERDILLY ARMS TOP 10 - WEEK BEGINNING SUNDAY FEBRUARY 24TH 2013

1. DO YOUR BEST AND DON'T WORRY - MORRISSEY (NEW ENTRY)
2. THE TEACHERS ARE AFRAID OF THE PUPILS - MORRISSEY (RE-ENTRY)
3. SHAME IS THE NAME - MORRISSEY (RE-ENTRY)
4. SCANDINAVIA - MORRISSEY (RE-ENTRY)
5. JEEPSTER - T.REX (NEW ENTRY)
6. ACTION IS MY MIDDLE NAME - MORRISSEY (RE-ENTRY)
7. SEASICK, YET STILL DOCKED - MORRISSEY (RE-ENTRY)
8. SPEEDWAY - MORRISSEY (RE-ENTRY)
9. BOZANOVA - BOZ BOORER (RE-ENTRY)
10. WELCOME TO MY WORLD - DEAN MARTIN (NO CHANGE)

An Interview With Morrissey

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If you have not read my blog before, welcome along and thank you for dropping in. I am very privileged to have Morrissey as one of my regular readers, so last Wednesday I posted 'A Dozen Deluded Questions' on my blog, in the hope that Morrissey might answer them. After a week had gone by, I didn't think I was going to get a response, but yesterday Morrissey left a series of comments on my blog of last Wednesday answering some, but not all, of the questions. Here is the interview in full:


TRB: Knowing that you love nostalgia, and that you are an old romantic at heart, does the 30 year anniversary of your first vinyl recording bring any mist to the old Moz eyes?

MorrisseyWhere the mist of nostalgia meets the fog of war is where you will find me, squinting out from behind sclerotic cataracts. But these old eyes don't cry anymore. When one's eyes dry up entirely, it is a sure sign that the heart is dead, and one must be either an artist or a doctor.


TRB: And here you are, 30 years later, having released not only sixty singles, but also thirteen studio albums, ALL of which reached the Top 8 in the UK, with eleven of those thirteen albums going Top 5 and four of them to Number 1. Putting self deprecation aside for one minute, you've done OK over the past thirty years, 'haven't' you?

MorrisseyDoing OK is what happens when a Car Phone Warehouse salesgirl reaches her monthly target in West Croydon. I'd like to think I'm aiming slightly higher than that. I think you'll find the word you were looking for was 'mesmerizingly.'
                              

TRB: And now for the next thirty years. Tony Bennett has recorded a further seventeen studio albums since he was your age (he's now 86), can you possibly imagine the same happening with you?


MorrisseyThirty years? That should equate to around ten 'Best Of' collections, five 'Greatest Hits,' nine hundred cancelled pop concerts and at least twenty more years of touring 'The Kid's a Looker.' Quite frankly, I can't wait.

TRB: Having managed to avoid death in the past month, do you ever wonder how the Morrissey legend would have been if you had died early, for instance, do you think your tomb would have been filled with posthumous awards, despite the fact that the music industry have generally chosen to ignore you whilst you still draw breath?

MorrisseyFinally a reasonable question. In the pop industry death is when one's career finally begins. It is my strong belief that when I'm dead and buried, my songs and my voice will still be heard. Specifically at your local Citizen's Advice Bureau, probably with panpipe accompaniment.

TRB: So, having avoided death, and awards, let's get back to the present. During your enforced break from touring, you have been spending time in Hollywood, did you choose to recoup in LA because it still feels like some sort of home, or was it the medical care you were after?

Morrissey: (Question not answered)


TRB: On the subject of LA, 'All The Lazy Dykes' has recently crept it's way into my all time Top 10. It is a stunning song that I 'missed' the beauty of when it was released. Which of your songs do YOU think are greatly underrated, and are there any in particular that you have recently listened to and thought, 'Wow, that song's bloody good'?

Morrissey'Diamonds' by Rihanna.

TRB: You have recently described your concert last month in Brooklyn as one of the best nights of your career. It has been reported that Tony Visconti was there, did you manage to catch up, and have you discussed working together on the next album?

Morrissey: (Question not answered)

TRB: Your bleeding ulcer has no doubt put everything else on hold, but now as you look forward to returning to the stage next week, what are your plans for the rest of 2013?

MorrisseyI intend to breathe, eat and sleep. However my plans may change at short notice. I will also be appearing live in England later this year. I fully intend to sing a cover version of a delightful little number called How Soon Is Now by Johnny Marr, if my vocal range permits.

TRB: I shudder to ask, but where do you go next with your negotiations for a record deal?

MorrisseyThe only remaining hope is that Tom Hanks purchases Sony Records.

TRB: And whilst on the 'always asked' list, any news on the autobiography?

Morrissey: (Question not answered)


TRB: Aside from the indecent books that you have recently stated you have been reading, what were the last three songs/albums you bought?

Morrissey: (Question not answered)

12. And finally, have you a message for the Blue Rose Society?

MorrisseyBECAUSE WE MUST.


Foot Note - I previously interviewed Morrissey in May 2012. It can be read here: http://followingthemozziah.blogspot.co.uk/2012/05/interview-with-morrissey-conducted-on.html

Day 692 - James Russell and The Blue Rose

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At 4am Uk time this morning, having not tweeted for four days, James Russell (@JamesRussellMCD), the director of the film 'Morrissey 25: Live', posted the following picture on twitter. There was no message, JUST the picture:



A BLUE ROSE - TWEETED BY JAMES RUSSELL


So, WHAT can this mean? It would appear from James Russell's tweets, that as well as filming the Hollywood High School concert, he also attended the concert at The Staples Center, where the Vice President of the BLUE ROSE SOCIETY, Vulgar Angie, presented Morrissey with the 'Blue Rose Ring' in front of 20,000 people. James would, of course, have also noticed Morrissey accepting the BLUE ROSE from Devan at the Hollywood High concert, but would he have KNOWN that Russell Brand's referral to Morrissey as 'Lord Mudslide' in his introductory speech, had come STRAIGHT from the MorrisseysWorld blog?

HAS Morrissey told James Russell all about BLUE ROSE, or has he worked out himself that Morrissey is behind it? I fancy the latter, but either way, I think it is safe to say that James Russell's tweet of a BLUE ROSE, would indicate that he is now a member of the Blue Rose Society, and he is VERY welcome.

Reviewer of the Reviewers - Written by Morrissey (with some additional bits by TRB)

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*The setting is the living room belonging to the former lead singer of 80's band The Smiths (and newly published author), Morrissey. Morrissey is sitting in an arm chair sipping tea. He is in the company of his Director of Music, Boz Boorer, and former novelist, Michael Bracewell. Bracewell is reading out loud an online newspaper review by The Independent's Alex Niven, of Morrissey's newly published book, Autobiography. It is present day*

Mikey Bracewell: ..."More to the point, Morrissey’s micro-critique of mainstream English literature and its hide-bound poets and novelists offers a pre-emptive strike against those critics grumbling about the fact that Autobiography has been published via the hallowed Penguin Classics imprint... "

*the seminal artiste juts out his jaw, nodding gently*

*Boz Boorer nods forcefully, spilling a little coffee down his West Ham shirt*

*the seminal artiste rolls his eyes and sighs*

Mikey Bracewell: ..."For Boyd Tonkin, writing in this paper, Penguin’s decision to release the book as a Classic undermined '67 years of editorial rigueur and learning'. The Guardian’s John Harris was less damning in his review, but even he criticised the apparent, 'lack of editing'."

*the seminal artiste shakes his head, smirking, yet with pensive eyes.*

*Boz Boorer tuts and rolls his eyes, nodding at Morrissey*

Mikey Bracewell: May I miss out a brief passage, Morr-ee-say?

Morrissey: Which rag is it?

Mikey Bracewell: The Independent...


Independent newspaper


Morrissey: Permission granted.

Mikey Bracewell: *gazes down the webpage*... ah yes, "What is so refreshing about Morrissey’s Autobiography is its very messiness, its deliriously florid, overblown prose style-"

Morrissey: Cunt.

Mikey Bracewell: -"its unwillingness to kowtow to a culture of literary formula and commercial pigeon-holing...."

*the iconic star brushes back his quiff, gazing sagely into space, then, lost in contemplation, sighs in agreement, or in recognition, or otherwise in disappointment*

Mikey Bracewell: ..."A heavy-handed editor mindful of the book’s Classic branding might have abridged it down into a sedate, prize-worthy volume void of idiosyncrasy and colour. Thankfully – and yes, most likely because of Morrissey’s celebrity clout and reputation for intransigence – no such airbrushing has taken place."

Morrissey: A thoughtful and mostly true piece. I'd give that dreary hack 8/10 for effort and 5/10 for achievement. A semi-cunt among cunts. Print it out and place it on the Not For Revenge pile MikeyI think he's realised my little book is about to redefine the literary zeitgeist in the same way as my songs once redefined the musical zeitgeist.

Mikey Bracewell: Once did, Morr-ee-say?

*Mikey Bracewell gazes upon the artiste's oakish features unblinkingly, wondering*

Morrissey: One can only redefine the zeitgeist once in any field of art by giving oneself entirely to it. Afterwards one's entire self is expressed in the art, so therefore how can one's own self change it again? One instantly becomes like a detonated hydrogen bomb... impotent, melted, unable to do anything of note ever again.


Boz Boorer: I didn't know you were impotent, sir!

Morrissey: For fuck's sake. Help the illiterate meat eater, Mikey. I'm afraid my own literary genius, Penguin Classics etc, cannot condescend to such levels of woeful ineptitude; it would be like Newton trying to mark GCSE homework in Clapton. 

Mikey Bracewell: Morr-ee-say is speaking metaphorically, Boz.

Boz Boorer: Does his doctor know?





*Mikey smiles thinly*

Morrissey: Nice to know at least one hack can appreciate the iconoclasm and complexity of the book, and can comprehend the notion of the book not having to hide itself under the duvet of literary conventionality... edited beyond an inch of its soul.

Mikey Bracewell: Yes, Morr-ee-say. Of course they have no idea that, as editor, I had to do almost nothing-

Morrissey: -Almost?

Mikey Bracewell: Well, I did have to edit out a few of the fascinating and mesmerisings-

Morrissey: -But none of the extraordinaries, I hope?

Mikey Bracewell: It's a shame Penguin didn't fully appreciate your ironic-yet-sincere use of the words, Morr-ee-say. Irony, with sincere intent.. it hasn't been done before.

Morrissey: If I'd wanted literary nous, true appreciation of one's ...
*the artiste waves his hand aloft, seeking inspiration from the skies*

Morrissey: ... of one's... of one's... essence... then... one would have chosen Faber! I realise Penguin Classics is rather lowbrow in so many ways, but this shouldn't necessarily be an obstacle in one's pursuit of literary perfection. Yes, they failed to grasp the structural importance of the M- and F- words; and yes they failed to understand irony-with-sincere-intent as a grand concept, but frankly what would one expect of a label happy to publish the dreariness that is Hans Christian Andersen? Besides, with Winter coming, I need the coppers, what with the ever-rising overheads and severe levels of true inflation. At least Penguin Classics will guarantee a certain old pop singer, and now major author, won't have to switch the lights off early on his next self-financed South American tour, won't have to truncate set-lists, won't have to shiver, yet again, in the house all January.

Boz Boorer: I thought you had four houses, sire?

Morrissey: Shut up, Boz. Haven't you got a washboard to clean, or a whistle to wet?

Mikey Bracewell: Penguin Classics. It's splendid isn't it?


*Mikey holds up the book like an old antique in a shop, admiring the simple elegance of the black cover with blue portrait*



Boz Boorer: What did that journalist from the Independent write again, sir...what makes Autobiography great is its very messiness?...  now why can't Petridis realise the same is true of Years of Refusal, sir?

Morrissey: A fascinating point, Boz. Petriditis did once write in The Guardi.., The Guardia..., that dreadful rag that he works for, that one singer, whom I can't remember at all, was fabulous because he...or it might have been a she, sang OUT OF TUNE. Now in that context, isn't it a little hypocritical for the same publication to criticise a writer for being unable to write, as John Harris has apparently done? And not to mention ironic, in the case of a certain icon.

Mikey Bracewell: *smiles, sips some tea, squeezes his lips gently together*

Morrissey: Hmm, Harris.... isn't that the cunt that gave Quarry a bad review? Philistine.

*Mikey nods invitingly*

Morrissey: Typical Hack. Perhaps if he would wash his hair and lose some weight, he would grow to love my recent output. I'm afraid one's days of churning out tenement block poems and bedsit melancholia for the greasy-haired and plump are long-gone. Old Harris will need to adjust his perceptions, have a proper wash and go on a diet, if he intends to benefit from one's more recent works...



Boz Boorer:  Sir, five stars in the Telegraph. This one doesn't even complain about your poor grammar.

Morrissey:  That's not my poor grammar, old son - it's Mikey's. He's the editor and he's to blame... from THAT perspective...

Mikey Bracewell: Well, I-

Morrissey: -Besides, there is a reason the cunt can't get a novel published for love nor money, you know. Perhaps it has something to do with his more prosaic, less DELIRIOUSLY FLORID style... I'm more than happy to arrange a few creative writing lessons for you Mikey, if you're interested of course...

*Morrissey strokes his own chin*

Mikey Bracewell: I don't think-

Morrissey: -Yes, five stars in the Telegraph. There, you see. Short hair. Decent incomes. Nice detached houses in the Cheshire green belt. Successful in their own fields. One's modern fanbase. None of these whingeing, greasy-haired left wing music hacks and council house wasters... Harris is, I'm afraid, like Petriditis, making a grave mistake. Credibility in tatters. Career in its terminal phase. Wheezing at rest. On home oxygen. Harris and Petriditis: they are to I as The Christian Monitor was to Old Oscar.


Mikey Bracewell: Dreadful men.

Morrissey:  Barely. Garrulous fame-whores... tarts... loose women...

Boz Boorer:  I had no idea you were so good at writing, sir. To have a Penguin Classic in your own life time is fascinating-

Morrissey: -Poor choice of words there , Boz old son. By fascinating, I presume you actually meant 
extraordinary?

*The fascinating artiste licks his lips in mesmerizing fashion, looking jaded*


Boz Boorer: ... Sorry sir, I meant to say extraordinary, of course sire, how silly of me to get that wrong again. I was just about to say, sir, that you're up there with Tolstoy, Enid Blyton, Agatha Christie and Roald Dahl now, sir. 

*Boz pauses momentarily, searching for inspiration to continue this speech*

Boz Boorer: ...Up there with the greats, up there with some of your true inspirations like Jane Austen and Lord Lucan...

*the artiste taps his fingers on the coffee table irascibly before bursting into uncontrollable laugher*

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Boz Boorer:  You look genuinely thrilled, sir. To be mentioned alongside Agatha Christie must be a real honour.

*Mikey Bracewell raises an eyebrow, sips his tea and smiles to himself*



History of The Blue Rose Society

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On September 26th 2007, Morrissey's longtime support act, Kristeen Young presented Morrissey with 100 blue roses on the evening of her hundredth show with him. It wasn't reported as to why Kristeen had chosen roses, or indeed why they were blue.

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MORRISSEY WITH KRISTEEN'S BLUE ROSES IN SAN FRAN


In August 2011, a mysterious website called 'MorrisseysWorld' asked Morrissey fans to take either a single RED ROSE or a single WHITE ROSE to Morrissey concerts. The 'MorrisseysWorld' website explained that Morrissey wanted roses, in honour of his literary hero, Oscar Wilde, who had a theme of roses running through his work.


THE NIGHTINGALE AND THE ROSE - OSCAR WILDE


On November 14th 2011, Morrissey's tour of North America got underway, and it seemed that although a few people had taken roses, NOBODY managed to hand one to Morrissey.

On November 28th 2011, Morrissey accepted a RED ROSE at his concert in Pomona. It was the first flower of ANY variety, that Morrissey had accepted on stage in years. Fans had often taken flowers, particularly gladioli, but they had ALL been ignored.

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MORRISSEY WITH A RED ROSE IN POMONA


On February 24th 2012, Morrissey started a tour of South America, and again the MorrisseysWorld website called for roses, but hardly any of Morrissey's fans had ever heard of the website, so there were hardly any roses to be seen, but despite this lack of roses....


.....On March 17th 2012, Morrissey accepted a WHITE ROSE on stage in Bogota, Colombia. The ROSE wasn't thrust at him, he seemed to seek it out, and leant into the audience to receive it  (See here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oVaezmLcyi4). Many other types of flower were again taken to the concerts, but Morrissey ignored them all, all EXCEPT THE ROSE.

MORRISSEY WITH A WHITE ROSE IN BOGOTA


In the 1890's, Oscar Wilde and his followers would all wear a GREEN CARNATION to Oscar's performances. Much speculation was made about the meaning of GREEN CARNATION, but Wilde himself NEVER publicly explained it's significance.

In early 2012, the mysterious MorrisseysWorld website formed the Blue Rose Society, choosing a BLUE ROSE as the theme. Blue roses, just like green carnations, are an unnatural flower, and they are often portrayed in literature as a symbol of unrequited love.

Word started to get around about THE BLUE ROSE SOCIETY, and more and more people started to take RED, WHITE and BLUE ROSES to Morrissey concerts. 

A MORRISSEY FAN WITH BLUE ROSES AT THE SAN DIEGO CONCERT - MAY 22ND 2012


On July 5th, Morrissey's wikipedia entry was updated, to make reference to both the BLUE ROSE SOCIETY and GREEN CARNATION, it read:

"The sign of this secret society is the blue rose; blue roses - as well as their other signs, the red and white rose - have been seen at many Morrissey concerts in 2011-2012 from the US to Colombia. The Blue Rose Society is seen by some as a reference to Oscar Wilde's green carnation-wearing followers."


That VERY evening, Morrissey appeared on stage in Liege, Belgium, wearing a GREEN CARNATION for the first time EVER. The next day, the wikipedia entry had mysteriously disappeared. Members of the BLUE ROSE SOCIETY saw this as absolute proof that Morrissey was behind the BLUE ROSE SOCIETY.

MORRISSEY WEARS A GREEN CARNATION IN LIEGE - JULY 2012


On July 7th 2012, Morrissey played a concert to a large and enthusiastic crowd in Rome. Many of the audience took gladioli, and offered them to Morrissey, but he refused them all. As Morrissey walked onto the stage for the encore, a fan offered Morrissey a bouquet of WHITE ROSES, which he accepted. Once again, Morrissey proved he wanted ROSES, and ROSES only.


On October 5th 2012, Morrissey began the US leg of his tour in Boston. Again there were many flowers in the audience, but again, the ONLY flowers Moz accepted, were a bunch of RED ROSES.

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MORRISSEY WITH THE RED ROSES IN BOSTON


On October 10th 2012, a keen follower of the MorrisseysWorld website took his eleven year old son, Kyle to Morrissey's concert at Radio City Music Hall in New York. Kyle took a BLUE ROSE, which Morrissey took from Kyle and wore for the whole of the encore. This was the FIRST BLUE ROSE that Morrissey had ever accepted on stage (See here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c_UB-wKCcN4).

KYLE LEAVES HOME WITH HIS BLUE ROSE...........

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.....AND MORRISSEY PLACES IT IN HIS POCKET....................



.........WHERE IT REMAINED FOR THE WHOLE ENCORE IN NEW YORK

On January 8th 2013, long time BLUE ROSE SOCIETY member TRB (the writer of this blog) asked Morrissey's tour manager Donnie Knutson if he could get him into the SOLD OUT David Letterman show, but Knutson said, "No." TRB asked Knutson to give a BLUE ROSE to Morrissey to see if the situation could be changed. Half an hour later, TRB was ushered in to see Morrissey via the stage door.

MORRISSEY'S TOUR MANAGER DONNIE KNUTSON WITH THE BLUE ROSE THAT MYSTERIOUSLY GOT A BLUE ROSE MEMBER INTO A SOLD OUT TV SHOW


On February 27th 2013, a Morrissey fan called 'Vulgar' Angie from Los Angeles attended Morrissey's concert in San Diego and offered Morrissey a bunch of BLUE ROSES during the song Alma Matters. Morrissey accepted them.


MORRISSEY MOVES IN TO ACCEPT VULGAR'S BLUE ROSES IN SAN DIEGO

The BLUE ROSE SOCIETY has a BLUE ROSE RING which is passed from member to member at Morrissey concerts. It was first passed over in Manchester in July 2012, and having travelled to Edinburgh, it then made it's way to New York and eventually ended up on the West Coast of America with 'Vulgar'. 

On February 27th 2013, Kristeen Young (the possible founder of the Blue Rose Society) was photographed with the ring.

VULGAR AND KRISTEEN WITH THE BLUE ROSE RING



On March 1st 2013, 'Vulgar' was handed the mic at Morrissey's concert at the Staples Center in Los Angeles and presented Morrissey with the ring.  




On March 2nd 2013 at the concert in Hollywood High School, Morrissey leant deep into the crowd to accept a BLUE ROSE from Morrissey fan Devan. This is shown clearly on the film and dvd, 'Morrissey 25:Live'. Morrissey not only wears the BLUE ROSE in his pocket for the whole of the first song, 'Alma Matters', but then places it on top of the drum, where it remained.

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MORRISSEY REACHES TO RECEIVE A BLUE ROSE AT HOLLYWOOD HIGH SCHOOL (AS SEEN ON FILM AND DVD)........


........ AND PLACES IT IN HIS RIGHT TROUSER POCKET

On October 17th 2013 Morrissey launched his Autobiography in a book shop in Gothenburg, Sweden. Placed in front of Morrissey's table were a vase of RED ROSES.



MORRISSEY LEANS TO TOUCH THE ROSES IN GOTHENBURG



It has become very evident that Morrissey loves roses, and Morrissey is fully aware of the BLUE ROSE SOCIETY, he often wears shirts on stage with roses on, and even wore a gaudy BLUE ROSE tie when he accepted the 'Key to the City of Tel Aviv'.


MORRISSEY WITH A ROSE SHIRT IN HOLLYWOOD MARCH 2013 WITH ROSES IN THE AUDIENCE

MORRISSEY SHOWS HIS SUPPORT FOR THE BLUE ROSE SOCIETY WITH A GAUDY BLUE ROSE TIE

A dozen deluded fans believe that Morrissey himself may have started the BLUE ROSE SOCIETY, just as it was Oscar Wilde who formed the GREEN CARNATION SOCIETY, but even if he didn't, he OBVIOUSLY likes the idea. The question is, will Morrissey now show his support by wearing a BLUE ROSE, or perhaps even the ring?

A BLUE ROSE IN MANCHESTER - JULY 2012

A BLUE ROSE IN BROOKLYN - JAN 2013

Day 867 - The End of the Blue Rose Society?

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In September 2011, having discovered that Morrissey had secretly started a blog and twitter account called 'MorrisseysWorld', I set up this blog of mine as a way of keeping my own personal diary of events as they unfolded. Morrissey himself became aware of my diary, and advertised it on the MorrisseysWorld blog for all to see.

Over the next twenty eight months, as the phenomenal story of MorrisseysWorld continued, I carried on writing my diary. Hundreds of signs were given by Morrissey to show that he was behind MW, but his own fans chose not to believe. It was just incomprehensible as to why Morrissey's fans couldn't see it was actually him behind the whole 'thing', but this made it all the more special. As I wrote my diary, approximately 30-40 souls, equally gripped by the MW phenomena, joined me on the journey. During this period, the Blue Rose Society was formed, with the 'Blue Rose' as our emblem.

A few weeks ago, the MorrisseysWorld blog closed, and two days ago, 'Parody Morrissey' (originally @MorrisseysWorld) announced that after 2000 tweets, he was closing the twitter account too.

At the request of 'Broken', a friend of 'Parody Moz', I closed my blog too, which seemed quite logical, as I only ever set it up to write about MorrisseysWorld, but yesterday 'Broken Morrissey' (@BrokenMorrissey) returned to twitter, and as I believe Broken to be Morrissey, I have decided to re-open my blog, to continue recording this phenomenal story. I am, however, a man of integrity (as noted by Broken), so if Broken requests that I close my blog again, then I shall. I have taken down hundreds and hundreds of my blog entries, and left just some of the relevant and funny ones.

I am hoping that we can take off from where we left, after all, this Blue Rose Society is too good to let go, and it has touched the hearts of a group of people right across the globe, but Broken has added to his twitter profile that the Blue Rose Society is dead. I really, really hope this is not the case.

'Parody Moz' may, or may not return, he's certainly an unpredictable s*d, but Broken and Parody M aren't the only characters to have been part of this journey, we were also introduced to a very special person called Fifi, aka Fire. Could Fire re-ignite the Blue Rose flame? If Morrissey decides that he still likes the idea of a global network of like minded fans, then perhaps he will send us Fifi. It would be great to have her back here, especially as she was promising to give us her 'Cocteau Theory'. Perhaps she could also provide us with more information about this photo that has recently cropped up on the net. We know it is of Morrissey and his Auntie Mary Dwyer outside a chapel in New York, but when was it taken, and who took it?


A TEENAGE MOZ, BUT WHAT WAS THE YEAR?

For the record, here are some of Broken's tweets from yesterday. Incidentally, he is using the 'Conan' photo as his profile pic. The doubters never did manage to explain why Moz made that owl sign. Hmm:


MORRISSEY ON CONAN - 'OO'

I won't be around for long but what an interesting experiment for an arch ironist: being oneself for a while.
The beauty of life is that it ends quite soon.

Hi Heather. I'm back as the real me now. No more irony. Nowhere left to hide.
How does it feel to be stripped bare, free of irony?
I'll utilise irony as ever, Heather, but I won't be defined by it on twitter. It was just an experiment, a fleeting fancy. Most people didn't get it anyway. Now people will realise just how frighteningly sane I am and how witheringly exact. I do miss MW though; it feels like the end of an era. I'll be posting MW classics and throwing in a few of my own! I'll miss MW. I think the blog was a work of art, and the Black Lodge could have gone almost anywhere.

When I was a kid, sleep felt like the biggest waste of time. Now I'm older, it seems like the only sensible thing to do. Sleep restores you, nurtures you; it's like drinking water. But what is this strange thing called sleep? Why is it so crucial
A soft, firm bed is one of life's great pleasures.
Somehow the guiltless pleasures are the most satisfying: sleep, not sex; cleanliness, not vanity.
Irony is a mature defence mechanism. It's a step up from humour and a step down from altruism.
The most sophisticated state to be in is simple acceptance. Try, but don't let trying kill you. Love, but don't let it contain you.
I promise you - life will change, life will surprise you one day.

I'm not Morrissey, or even Our Mozzer - I'm Broken, one of the authors of MW. Sorry to disappoint.
Thats ok, i'm not disappointed at all, you're quite an interesting person in your own right.
I'm fascinating... from a certain angle - specifically when you can't see my face.

A picture captures a thousand words. A poem captures a thousand pictures. A Morrissey song captures a thousand poems.
I've always loved poetry, but it's a hugely under-appreciated art; why are poets always derided, ignored or imprisoned?
Can you imagine The Jonathan Ross show with philosophers, painters and poets among the mindless B-listers?

There's nothing more frightening than the truth. Knowing what's in your heart tells you what's behind your mind.
So true and sad so many people run and hide from truth all their lives.
Yes. Gay people do it too. They refuse to accept they might love and be loved by a woman. Hence - humasexuality.

The cause of all despair is lack of love. We're conditioned to believe we're unlovable.
The message of all media is sex = proof of love; money = you can love yourself; beauty = leads to love.
The media never tells you that it's OK to be you and you can be loved just as you are. Does it?
Homosexuals grow up despising themselves, hiding themselves, hoping one day to be someone else. Is this fair?
My message is - you are lovable.
Have you ever wondered how it feels to be taught your desire for love is a blight sent from the Devil?
I remember being 13, spending all my time alone, living in my own world, because the hatred was palpable every single place I went.
Does anyone think a child should hate to feel that way? How evil can a child be?

I see, yes...accept the truth and be liberated.
The truth is more complex, as Morrissey has always said. Nobody is 'gay' or 'straight' or 'bi' - we're humans who need humans.
By categorising ourselves according to certain sex acts we play into the hands of society. Just be you. Isn't this enough?

Your internal dialogue is one constant stream of self-abuse - or bullying as we call it. Why don't you stop bullying yourself? (Ed: What a quote!)

You are lovable - you can be loved. The first step is to love yourself. You can love a simple flower, or a sunset. Why not love YOU?
God, I just think sometimes... where did my teenage years go? It's so frightening to realise they were frozen.
All I remember is my frozen child's heart. I was in emotional hibernation, from which I'm not yet fully thawed.
I'm in the microwave on defrost, but the bloody thing always leaves me cold in the centre.

People like us treat "irony" in the same way the pious treat godliness: bathed in it, surrounded by it, shining from within
Irony is impossible to define, yet it defines life for those of us who suffer while we think and think while we suffer. Irony will protect you from the consequences of being intelligent enough to know better.

People will forgive anything except forgiveness - that will eat them up for life.
Don't ever try being yourself - if you have to try, you're being someone else.
Imagine if you were loved deep and pure by your friends.
It's impossible, isn't it?
Is love compatible with humour? Is civilisation merely a defence mechanism to protect us from the individual?
Many want us all to be like Jesus. But what's the point in healing the sick when there's no one left to heal?

So there we have it. As to whether or not the Blue Rose Society continues, only Morrissey can decide, after all, if he doesn't want roses, we can hardly force him to take them, but we can live in hope.

Viva Blue Rose
Because We Must

*Goes off singing the 2000th tweet of Parody Moz* Time is like a dream, and now for a time you are mine, let's hold fast to the dream, that tastes and sparkles like wine.


(Footnote - Do feel free to read through some of the FTM blog entries that I have left 'live', some of them are really VERY good, and will remind you of many things you will have long since forgotten.)

MOZ & BOZ IN NYC - The Truth About The Bookstore

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It was reported that on Sunday September 23rd, Morrissey helped an elderly lady who had fainted in a New York bookstore. Here now, is the truth.

(Sunday Sept 23rd 2012 - 9am : The setting is the foyer of an unknown hotel in the middle of Manhattan, NYC. Rock-a-billy musician Martin 'Boz' Boorer enters the hotel and approaches the reception desk, where he is attended to by the attractive receptionist.)


BOZ BOORER: (to receptionist) All right (Looks at name tag) Patsy, how's tricks?

PATSY:(in a southern american country drawl) I'm fine thank you sir, I LOVE your accent, are you from Eng-er-land?

BOZ: That's right love, I'm from Landon.

PATSY: (beaming and playing with her hair) Wow, I LOVE London.

BOZ: I've just flown in from Portugal, can you tell me what room Morrissey is in please?

PATSY: (sounding impressed) Portugal? What a jet setter. You look like a real playboy. Who is Morrissey?

PATSY - "WHO IS MORRISSEY?"


BOZ: You're not the first person to ask that lately sweetheart, he's a singer from England, he's staying here.

PATSY: (Looks on computer screen)We have nobody booked in under that name sir.

BOZ: No, of course not, silly me. How about Kenneth Williams?

PATSY: (Looks at computer screen) No sir.

BOZ: Charles Hawtrey?

PATSY: How are you spelling that?

BOZ: Blimey, I don't know, er, H-A-W-T-R-E-E? No, wait, I think that's how I spelt it on Mozzer's twitter thing the other week and he ended up hitting me for making such a schoolboy error, it's E-Y. H-A-W-T-R-E-Y.

PATSY: (Looks at computer) I'm sorry sir, we don't have anybody of that name staying either.

BOZ: (under his breath) For fuck's sake. (Pauses for thought, and then excitedly says) STANLEY BAKER, he MUST be Stanley Baker.

PATSY: (Looks at computer) We DO have a Mister Baker staying, but not a Stanley.

STANLEY BAKER - NOT IN NYC


BOZ: Hold on gal, I'll give Moz a call. (Boz dials a number on his mobile (cell) phone and waits. There is no answer.) This is ridiculous, look, how about if I describe him. He's mid fifties (smirks to himself), greying hair, which may have some sort of quiff to it, and he's slightly balding on top, but don't tell him I said so. (The reception girl looks blank). He might be wearing a coloured plaster on his right index finger, particularly if it was a bad flight!

PATSY: (face lighting up) YES, YES we DO have somebody fitting that description staying here, a Mister Wycherley, he has a blue band aid on his finger and two bright red rings.

BOZ: THAT'S HIM, that's my man, what room number is he in darlin'?

PATSY: I'm sorry sir, I can't tell you that, I shouldn't really have told you his name.

BOZ: Well could you just ring up to his room for me then please, it really is VERY important, he's expecting me.

PATSY: (teasing her hair and looking adoringly into Boz's eyes) I shouldn't really, but I DO so love your accent, and you are such a handsome man. Who should I say is here for him?

BOZ: Boz Boorer.

PATSY: (ecstatic) REALLY? YOU'RE BOZ BOORER?

BOZ: (surprised)You've heard of me?

PATSY: Heard of you? You're my frickin hero, I have ALL your albums. I am the Polecats BIGGEST fan. OH MY GOD, wait 'til I tell Joanie, she'll die. You can go on up to Mister Wycherley's room Mister Boorer, it's number seventeen thirty four. I am SO thrilled to have met you. I don't suppose you would sign my breasts would you?

(We cut to Morrissey's hotel bedroom. Morrissey is laying in bed with his glasses on, reading a newspaper, Boz Boorer is laying next to him, fast asleep and snoring loudly)

MOZ: (shaking Boz): WAKE UP WAKE UP

BOZ: (coming around) Patsy?

MOZ: PATSY? Boz, were you dreaming again?

BOZ (LEFT) & MOZ IN A HOTEL BEDROOM IN MANHATTAN

BOZ: Oh, er, yeah, er, sorry Moz, I must've nodded off for a minute.

(It should be noted that Morrissey is in a Kenneth Williams style 'woe is me' type of  mood and actually makes for better reading if you imagine Moz saying it in a Kenneth Williams voice!)

MOZ: It's no wonder we haven't managed to cobble together a 'single' new song this year Boz, what with you spending half your time out in Portugal twiddling knobs for nobodies, and the other half fast asleep. (there is a pause for a minute or so as Moz pretends to carry on reading his newspaper) I honestly CANNOT remember the last time you handed me an half decent tune, or for that matter, a tune of ANY level of decency whatsoever, for me to add my lyrical genius to. (pause) It really ISN'T good enough Boz. (another pause) It was NEVER like this with Johnny, he NEVER dried up on me. (licks his lips). You do realise Boz, we're heading nowhere fast (smirks to himself behind his newspaper. )

BOZ: There's no need to mention 'HIM', and anyway, I thought you said there was no point in you writing any new songs without a record deal?

MOZ: (throws newspaper down on bed, aannoyed) I didn't say that! 'When' did I say THAT?

BOZ: In Hawaii, when we were celebrating my birthday. You said to me not to bother writing any new stuff for you until you'd signed a new deal.

MOZ: STUFF? Now I know you're lying Boz, when would I EVER use the word stuff? Mind you, 'stuff' is actually quite apt to describe some of your more recent work. I can't help but feel that my words to Art-Hounds were wasted on that lumpy backing track of yours, I wonder if it's too late to use the words elsewhere, I don't think anyone would notice. (pauses momentarily for thought). Anyway, I'd had a couple of drinks on your birthday, so if I DID say not to write any more songs, I certainly didn't mean it, and what is more Boz, you are a writer of music, it is what you do, so why would you stop just because 'I' told you to? Would you do 'anything' I say? Actually, don't answer that old son, there are certain things that don't need to be said.

BOZ: I didn't stop writing Moz, I just used all the new tunes for myself.

MOZ: Ah yes, 'Vicars and Tarts'.

BOZ: 'Some Of The Parts'.

MOZ: (smirking) Mmm, perhaps it's for the best that you've not submitted any tunes to me for a while. I suppose Jesse's told you about the three new mesmerizing tunes he's presented for my consideration?

(Boz doesn't reply, but instead, gets out of bed, scratches his balls (at which point Moz screws up his face in disgust and starts to re-read his newspaper), and then goes into the bathroom where he can be heard brushing his teeth and then gargling. As he gargles Moz again screws up his face in disgust. The shower is turned on. Boz emerges ten minutes later and starts to put his trousers on.)

BOZ GETTING DRESSED



MOZ: What are you doing?

BOZ: Getting dressed.

MOZ: Martin, do you not recall what I said to you when we arrived last night? The fans all think you're in LA, they think I'm here alone.

BOZ: I know, I tweeted it last week, just like you told me too. What's that got to do with me getting dressed?

MOZ: Boz, I don't want ANYBODY knowing that you are already here in New York, I need to keep up the pretence that a) we NEVER see each other when we aren't on stage, and b) that I spend all day every day holed up in a room on my own. It adds to my Garboesque.

BOZ: Pretence? You DO lock yourself away all day every day. You sit on twitter, pretending not to be you.

MOZ: BOZ! I have NEVER been on twitter in my life! Urgh, the very thought of ME, an international megastar, on such a cheap and degrading thing as twitter. How disgusting, how could you even suggest such a thing? Say sorry (glares at Boz).

BOZ: Sorry Moz.

MOZ: That's better. Now, back  to the point I was trying to make before you rudely interrupted me. The reason that you CANNOT get dressed in that attire, is because you CANNOT be seen in New York.

BOZ: But you said we were going to go and have a butcher's around that book shop.

 (*American readers please note, a 'butcher's' is a shortened version of 'butcher's hook', which is cockney rhyming slang for the word 'look'. Carry on*)

MOZ: And so we shall, but you will have to dress as Gaynor.

BOZ: Oh for fuck's sake, do I 'ave to?

MOZ: Yes Boz, you "'ave to." Now hurry up, and we can get going.

(Morrissey gets dressed in jeans and shirt, while Boz changes into his full stage drag costume, and puts his guitar on)

MARTIN 'BOZ''GAYNOR TENSION' BOORER - ROCK-A-BILLY


MOZ: Boz, what are you doing? You don't need a guitar, we're going down the shops.

BOZ: (Taking guitar off) Oh yeah, force of habit.

MOZ: Right, I'll set off first. Give me five minutes and then follow. We're going to Strand bookstore on the corner of twelfth and Broadway, do you know where that is?

BOZ: Yeah, I know, this outfit ain't half hot...

MOZ: ...mum (they both laugh). Stop moaning Boz. I'll see you in five minutes.

(Morrissey sets off and goes into Strand Bookstore, where he starts to look at books in the photographic section.)


STRAND BOOKSTORE

(Half an hour passes but there is no sign of Boz. Moz then hears a clumping of stiletto heels coming towards him)

BOZ: Ah Moz, there you are, I've been looking all around this shop for you, I thought you'd be in the music section, or the arty farty bit, I didn't realise you'd be looking at picture books.

MOZ: They're not picture books Boz, I'm looking at books on American homosexuality in the nineteen fifties, they're really VERY interesting. They've given me a number of ideas for new stage back drops, here look. (Moz hands Boz half a dozen books).



BOZ: I don't think I can hold that many books Moz, I really do feel quite hot in this dress. Moz, I think I'm going to....(Boz faints)

PASSER BY 1: Oh my god, that lady's fainted.

PASSER BY 2: Somebody do something.

STRAND BOOKSTORE WORKER: Does anybody know first aid?

MOZ: (Moz picks up the books that Boz has dropped, and puts them into Boz's bag while nobody is looking.) Don't worry, I'll help him, I mean her. Moz gently lifts Boz and sits him up. Boz comes around.)

MOZ SITS BOZ UP



BOOKSTORE WORKER: (to the small crowd who have gathered) Wow, I recognise that guy, it's the former lead singer of eighties band The Smiths, it's Morrissey.

PASSER BY 3: The Smiths? Hell, aren't they supposed to be getting back together?

PASSER BY 4: Nah, that's just a rumour that won't go away. Morrissey would NEVER reform The Smiths, he'd rather eat his own balls, ain't that right Moz?

MOZ: (smiles politely) (whispers to Boz through gritted teeth) Don't say anything, they'll hear your voice.

BOOKSTORE WORKER: Morrissey, is that elderly lady ok?

BOZ: (sitting up) ELDERLY? Who are you calling el (Moz puts his hand across Boz's mouth).

MOZ: Try not to talk old thing. Can I get you some water? (Boz stands up and goes to grab Morrissey's throat before stopping himself and gently stroking his face instead).

PASSER BY 5: Ain't that sweet, the old gal's thanking him. I don't even think she knows who her saviour is.

(Morrissey hands Boz his bag, full of the stolen books, and both men hurriedly exit the store. Boz walks off around the corner, where Moz catches him up.)

MOZ: You got the books?

BOZ: Yep.

MOZ: Like Bonnie and Clyde, Boz, like Bonnie and Clyde, and tomorrow we'll hit the record shops.

(Both men go off into the sunset singing)

MOZ & BOZ: Shoplifters of the world, unite and take over, shoplifters of the world, hand it over, hand it over.


UNITE AND TAKE OVER










Day 868 - A Flickering Flame

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I believe that Morrissey initially started his MorrisseysWorld website either through boredom or as a bit of fun. It soon became a place where he could show off his talent as a comedy writer, and express his views on certain issues, without the whole world having to see and pass judgement. Morrissey's views on a New World Order and freemasonary for example, are subjects that he may well not want to discuss as 'Real Morrissey', but ironically, as 'Parody Moz', he is able to be the real HIM. MorrisseysWorld is Morrissey's safe haven.

I believe that Morrissey has thoroughly enjoyed these past couple of years, spending time in an environment where he has been able to engage with a small group of fans without them passing judgement on everything he says, does, or stands for. It must have been especially refreshing for Morrissey seeing as he has had to suffer years of abuse from not only the media, but also from his own so called fans on the Morrissey Solow website.

During this MorrisseysWorld adventure, Morrissey has also been able to create the Blue Rose Society; a group of people who shared his outlook and views. The inspiration for the BRS came from Oscar Wilde's similar concept, whereby a small group of close friends and supporters wore a green carnation in their button hole to show allegiance to Wilde.


A MODERN DAY SUPPORTER OF WILDE


When the Blue Rose Society was formed, Morrissey asked that we all bring roses (red, white or blue) to his concerts, but unfortunately, although many people thought it was a good idea, most people's actions didn't speak as loud as their words. I remember heading up to Manchester in July 2012 as though it was my calling, but all the others who had been part of our initial little band (with the exception of Marcus Markou) found an excuse NOT to wade down to the mosh pit with their rose in hand. Most were either embarrassed or just didn't care about it in the way I did. I didn't let it bother me, after all, who am I to tell people what to do, and it showed me that there was a difference between 'MorrisseysWorlders' and 'The Blue Rose Society'.


MANCHESTER JULY 2012

I was gutted that I failed to get my luminous blue rose to Moz in Manchester, so gutted, that when a tour was announced in the USA, I headed over to New York, where I eventually managed to get my flashing piece of plastic to Moz (via his tour manager), although I once again failed to get my real blue roses to him at both Long Island and Brooklyn.


FLASHING THE PLASTIC IN MANHATTAN - JAN 2013


SO CLOSE IN BROOKLYN - JAN 2013

A number of the BRS have shared my passion, and have done all they can to get a Blue Rose to Morrissey. President Kyle succeeded in NYC, and Vulgar Angie even managed to pass Moz the Blue Rose Ring in LA. Little Devan managed to get his Blue Rose to Moz during the recording of Morrissey25:Live, for all the world to see. Others such as EARS, Heather and Moz Fiend have traveled miles to try, but as yet without success. There are people out there who really, really love the idea of BRS, but these people aren't necessarily the same people as those who love MorrisseysWorld.


PRESIDENT KYLE'S BLUE ROSE SITS ON THE HIP - NYC 2012




HOLLYWOOD HIGH - MARCH 2013

With MorrisseysWorld now apparently gone, BRS needs to have a meaning. My interpretation has always been that it belongs to Morrissey, and it is his to do as he pleases with it. It can only survive if Morrissey wants it to survive, but I would guess that he, like Wilde, would like his society to be full of 'supporters', and NOT people who question his motives, actions and beliefs.

I didn't write about this yesterday, because I hoped that it would go away on it's own, but the reason that Morrissey wanted to bring an end to this whole phenomenal adventure was because people started to take him to task for his actions. WHY the hell should Morrissey have to justify anything to anybody? If he doesn't want certain people in his society, then that is up to him. Did people not stop to ask themselves why Morrissey would want to pass niceties with anybody who shows signs of homophobia, or mocks suicide? He doesn't have to prove things were said to him, this isn't a court. If he says he witnessed it, then he witnessed it. Why would he make it up? Only two days ago Morrissey was describing  how harrowing his youth had been, as he battled with what society perceived was 'normal'. He tweeted that he had been taught that his "desire for love is a blight from the devil", so WHY, 40 years later, should Morrissey have to face a cross examination? The answer is, he doesn't, well certainly not here anyway. "I don't want to be judged, I would sooner be loved, I would sooner be blindly loved."


"I am human and I need to be loved."


If Wilde's green carnation represented homosexuality, which many believed it did, then wouldn't it be great if the Blue Rose represented humasexuality, although ultimately, it is up to Morrissey what he sees it representing, it is HIS society. What is more, if those people who are around Morrissey aren't the sort of people he wants around him, whether in the 'real' world or in cyberspace, then why would he put up with them?

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If Morrissey decides tomorrow that he doesn't want me around, I would accept it and move on. It has been an absolute pleasure to have been able to get this close to a man who to me, is untouchable as a modern day poet. The words he has given through song define my life. I don't care if people think I am a fawning sycophant, I owe Morrissey far more than I could ever afford to pay, and so the very least I can do is to offer my support, which I will do, unquestioningly, for as long as it is wanted.

 I am sure that many people won't agree with my view, but that is fine, I will lose NO sleep. Whilst MorrisseysWorld is gone, if Morrissey sees FTM as a safe haven, where he can escape the torture of everyday life, then that is what I will provide.

Anybody leaving petty or hurtful comments will simply have them deleted. If you want to take Morrissey to task, Solow is just a click away.

Viva Blue Rose

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Day 851 - Oh Brother!

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Morrissey11 January 2014 21:40
How can one be 'trolling' someone by asking the person an unrelated question during a bereavement that one isn't cognizant of?

Keep up the fawning old son.

Carry on Crawling.

Our Mozzer



Reassuring words from The Mozziah, but in truth, my little melodramatic show at the end of my last blog entry was nothing more than just that, I KNEW full well that old Wossy hadn't blocked me for trolling, after all, he blocked '@BlueRoseSociety' too, so he must have blocked us both on the say so of Morrissey himself, the only thing I can't fathom out is, WHY? For anybody who may have mistakenly thought that I was trolling, it should be remembered that, despite Wossy not having used his twitter account since Christmas Day, he took the time to favorite just ONE TWEET.... by '@MorrisseyParody'.... about the Blue Rose Society! THAT was no 'accident', Wossy's in it, and he's in it THICK!


IN THE THICK OF IT


Of course, being blocked on twitter has become second nature to me during this whole phenomenal journey, and Wossy can be added to a list that includes; Uncle Skinny, Kath Viner, Dr Devereux, Alexis Petridis, Mike Joyce and Johnny Marr. There are quite a few others (mainly journalists from The Guardian), and I am sure there will be many more before we finish the ride.

And on the subject of Twitter, two more Big Guns have entered the Parody Moz/BlueRoseSociety phenomenon over the past two days, namely James Russell and Kristeen Young. James, who directed the film 'Morrissey 25:Live', has only favorited four tweets in the past year, and yet he chose to add this one to his favorites on Friday:


In years to come, will be referred to as the Blue Rose dvd.


I have no idea if James is in the 'inner circle' (ie those who KNOW about MW), but I would guess not. I suspect, that like Boy George, James just 'suspects', but for different reasons to those of George. George worked it out thanks to the nature and content of the tweets, where as James, I 'reckon', has worked it out from instructions he would have received from Moz whilst putting together the 25:Live film.
According to an interview James conducted with Julie Hamill on the making of the film, "it was all his (Morrissey's) creative", which means Moz would no doubt have given James particular instruction regarding the editing of 'The Acceptance of the BLUE ROSE' during Alma Matters. If you watch the film, you will notice that the camera angle changes to show it clearly from two different angles.


MORRISSEY ACCEPTING THE BLUE ROSE AT HOLLYWOOD HIGH


James obviously have wondered why he was given such an instruction, and he did some digging, which included following a few of us on twitter. On August 6th 2013, James came to a conclusion, and tweeted THIS picture:





Later the same day, James deleted the tweet! (Read about it here, including the comments section: http://followingthemozziah.blogspot.co.uk/2013/08/day-692-james-russell-and-blue-rose.html). The Julie Hamill interview with James Russell can be read here: http://www.juliehamill.com/post/59592097323/morrissey-25-live-review-interview-with-james



JAMES RUSSELL - PHOTO TAKEN FROM JULIE HAMILL BLOG

As I reported on Friday, Kristeen Young was sent the following tweet by '@MorrisseyParody':

" Do you think appearing as Log Lady would help your career?"


Two full days later, the following reply was posted:



I'm sure this is drop dead funny, but I have no idea what it means. And somehow....I'm alright with that.


"No idea what it means"? Yeah, right! Incidentally, on Friday, Boy George started following Kristeen on twitter. Not much gets past me!



And now, after a number of days of frantic tweeting, and 'endorsements' from; Wossy, Boy George, Kristeen Young and James Russell, it would appear that Parody Moz has once again closed his twitter account. The news was broken on my blog just after midnight by 'somebody' called Brother Michael:


It seems that Our Mozzer has shed his corporus digitus too. The Blue Rose Society has never been more broken. We few that remain must cradle the little light through these dark times... Girlwithout, EmotionalAiraRaid, Heather, Sabine, Marcus and Manc, Chuck and Loughton, the Industrial Photography Guy and many others... Stay in contact, and display your blue roses for better times to come. I will stand fast with you, as long as you need me.

Brother Michael


You won't be surprised that I believe Brother Michael to be Morrissey... well I would, wouldn't I! I 'reckon' he has probably left twitter for a while this time (hopefully I'm wrong), but it is comforting to know that Brother Michael will be watching over us. I hope that Fifi is still around too.

At the time of leaving twitter, Parody Moz had posted 1250 tweets, and had 613 followers. His final tweet was to '@PiersMorgan'. He tweeted:

 "I heard Piers Morgan's viewing figures are now so low, they're considering putting on Larry King re-runs instead." Parody Moz also tweeted to Marcus Markou:

"Most people despise their servitude, but they fear freedom more."

HOW THE MASSES FACE UP TO THE CONTROL OF GOVERNMENTS.... AND THE MORRISSEY FANS REACT TO MORRISSEYSWORLD. LIFE IS FAR EASIER THIS WAY.



I started this blog entry with words from The Mozziah, and must therefore let him have the last word too. Here is a touching message that he has recently posted on the very first entry of FTM:

Morrissey9 January 2014 09:23
More sloppy journalism. Where does it say here I'd been online for months? S**ding hacks. All the s**ding same.

Day 852 - "Reality Comes Striking Back"

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First things first. Following on from yesterday's blog, I thought it polite to ask the founder of the MozArmy, @JulieHamill, if she minded me using her photo of James Russell. The reply I received came not from Julie, but from James:

I do! Bad photo I look like a mannequin.

We at FTM HQ are always trying to be helpful, so here is a less 'static' picture of James, which I presume he must like, as he uses it as his twitter profile picture:

JAMES RUSSELL - DIRECTOR OF MORRISSEY25:LIVE

Right, now that's out of the way, let's get started, although there isn't much to report today.

The Mozziah has once again returned to the Twitterdilly Arms, although by the time I finish typing this entry, he will probably have deleted his account again! Here are the latest pearls of wisdom from '@MorrisseyParody':

The mundane live for their retirement and retire to do nothing in anticipation of death.

Do something insane today; do something you might regret.

From @heathercat222 : Did you do anything that you regretted today?

I bought ten first class postage stamps when I only needed seven.

Heather: That's rather disappointing - what about embracing insanity?

Insane? I bought a new kettle.


MORRISSEY'S TEAPOT - MADE IN PARIS, BOUGHT IN ROME - UNLIKE MOZZER'S KETTLE, THE TEAPOT IS NOT THOUGHT TO HAVE BEEN REPLACED



Upon death, I shall sigh softly and whisper, ‘No more need to worry anymore. There are no Brit Awards Ceremonies in Hell. - Are there?”

What's the point of being witty in an empty room?

I have nothing left to say.

Despite Our Mozzer's twitter account being BY FAR the wittiest, sharpest and most profiund account on the WHOLE of twitter, he still currently has just 620 followers. No wonder he isn't bothering to tweet much, as he says, "What's the point of being witty in an empty room?"

The first person to leave a comment on my blog entry of yesterday, was Fifi, who left the following comment regarding the passing of 'The Champions' actress, Alexandra Bastedo, at the age of just 67.:

And in this land of fantasy, reality comes striking back and makes us shed a tear once again.
Rest in peace Alexandra.

Fifi

ALEXANDRA BASTEDO 

Kate Moss has a certain Alexandra Bastedo look about her, and the above photo was of course used on the cover of The Smiths LP 'Rank'. I would dearly love to know why that particular photo was chosen, and did Moz ever meet Alexandra. Perhaps Fifi knows? Alexandra ran an animal welfare sanctuary close to Chichester in West Sussex.

It has to be said, Alexandra was a STUNNING looker, so for no other reason that that, here are some more photos of her in her prime:




And that is it for today. All is pretty quiet on the Moz front. Perhaps he is writing his novel, which as he informed @LizzyCatMoz on twitter, is unlikely to be ready for release this year. The segment Parody Moz tweeted the other day, reminded me a bit of his song 'Come Back to Camden'. It's very reflective:

"I went to that park bench in Bloomsbury and cried in front of flowers in June. I hated you for what you did. The air was rich with petrol. On the bench I sat, writing words on to lined paper with a ball point pen. The words reminded me of those days when we sat and read poetry. "


*Goes off singing* "But then I, I look around, and I remember that I am alone, alone. For evermore. Drinking tea with a taste of the Thames, sullenly on a chair on the pavement; here you'll find my thoughts and I, and here is the very last plea from my heart. My heart. For evermore."

Day 853 - Mysterious Fifi and the Secret Code of Rank

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On my blog entry of yesterday, I asked the 'Mysterious Fifi', if she knew why that particular photo of Alexandra Bastedo had been used on the cover of the Smiths LP, 'Rank'. Here is her(?) reply:


I do have a theory about the photo of "Rank" but as usual, it's only a theory which probably only makes sense in my own fantasy world.

I know the title "Rank" is quite a mystery in itself. It could be a reference to J. Arthur, a synonym of vulgar or the cockney rhyme. Nobody really knows.
The way I see it, Rank is a reference to cryptography (secret codes). Rank codes form a matrix that helps locating code errors. It's all very scientific and would take ages to explain but the only interesting thing here is that the word rank can be a reference to secret codes and it is one of the fundamental pieces of data associated with a matrix.
This is the first part of the theory and I'm sorry if it already sounds confusing.

Now, let's try to link this theory to a famous person.
We could choose Richard Barrett in the late 60's TV series 'The Champions' for example. Barrett was a cryptography specialist and even the best code breaker in the world.
So maybe William Gaunt (aka Barrett) could be the face of RANK?

And how about Gaunt's TV partner Alexandra Bastedo (aka Sharron Macready)? She is a vegetarian, animal activist and a popular 60's and 70's sex-symbol.
Alexandra sounds more Smiths-esque than Gaunt, let's be honest. She can be the face of RANK instead.

Plus, she played in the 1975 film 'The ghoul' produced by Rank Film Distrubutors Ltd so she seems to be the best choice.
And why that photo of Alexandra in particular? Well isn't it just beautiful? That's not a theory, just an opinion.

There, you have my RANK theory. I hope you enjoyed it but don't believe everything you read.

As ridiculous as it may sound, I must report a particular event that happened recently. On December 29th, Johnny Marr posted a photo on his twitter account taken at MONA in Tasmania and he wrote "Underground headquarters in Tasmania built in the side of a rock by the sea with code running down the wall".
I suggest you go see that photo. What you will not see, however, is the comment he wrote a few minutes after posting the photo and read "Now you know what inspired the RANK cover"
As a couple of his followers asked confused questions about the RANK reference, Johnny deleted his comment and never mentioned it again.

A matrix, a code…and RANK?
Does my theory still sound crazy?

And if I am right, then what is the secret code in Rank? I wonder.

Have a good night little charmers.
Fifi

Wow, there is a secret code in RANK! And could the white rose on the cover have any meaning? The rose is far more evident in the original picture:

THE ORIGINAL RANK COVER PHOTO OF ALEXANDRA BASTEDO (WITH A WHITE ROSE) - TAKEN FROM THE BOOK, 'BIRDS OF BRITAIN 1967', AN EARLY DAY FHM. (THANKS TO @LIZZYCATMOZ FOR THE LINK)

KATE MOSS LOOKING BASTEDOESQUE

According to Mozipedia, 'Rank' was originally set to be called 'The Smiths in Heat', and Mozipedia also confirms what Fifi has written, in that it is assumed that 'Rank' was either a reference to the film company Rank, or was Morrissey using the word as cockney rhyming slang for 'Wank'. Fifi's new theory about codes would seem quite far fetched, but if anybody knows, it's Fifi! 

Johnny Marr's tweet about his code covered photo at Mona, and his subsequent tweet, of "Now you know what inspired the RANK cover" add to the plausibility. Here is Marr's original tweet and photo:


Underground headquarters inTasmania built in the side of a rock by the sea with code running down the walls. MONA.




THE MARR'S - CODED



THE MUSEUM OF OLD AND NEW ART (MONA) TASMANIA - IT EVEN LOOKS LIKE A SECRET HQ FOR CODE BREAKERS


So, did anybody else see Johnny Marr's tweet about the code inspiring RANK? Please let me know. I certainly didn't see it, but then again, I wouldn't have, I am STILL blocked by Marr! And WHY did Marr delete the tweet?.... And HOW did Fifi remember the exact wording of the tweet, seeing as it has gone? Mystery upon mystery upon mystery.

One thing is for sure, every single comment that is left on this blog by Fifi is both important and relevant. There were a number of comments left by Fifi over the Christmas period that I haven't reported on, because I took Christmas off, but it is time to revisit them. Here is the first, which carries on from my blog entry on Day 831 of FTM, in which I asked if there were any more Jean Cocteau references in the works of The Smiths:


Clue of the day : 1984

And I am sure this one is not going to be a revelation. Surely it was discussed before!
How could I know these things? I can't be the only one.
I am not talking about "This charming man" which would be too easy.
I'll let you do your research...

This is a lot of fun, isn't it?
I am ecstatic.
Have a good day,

Fifi

Hi Fifi, one must presume you are referring to Cocteau's serpent tattoo on the shoulder of Fabrice Colette, from the Hatful of Hollow cover. This has indeed been discussed before, but any idea WHY Morrissey chose the photo?

I am glad to hear that you are ecstatic.... and overjoyed too?

Bermondsey Billy


HATFUL OF HOLLOW



Well done Billy, you win the Perry Capsule jacket! I am indeed overjoyed for you.
The drawing is called "Par Bruno" and is supposed to be a Cocteau self-portrait. I am not sure why you call it a serpent but it's not like I know everything!
The photo of Fabrice Colette taken by Gilles Decroix in 1983 was published in the French paper Liberation's special edition about Cocteau in the same year.
There is also a blue line next to the photo which is believed to be the same colour as the one used on Hatful of Hollow.
http://doaldaze.tumblr.com/post/28530497723/fabrice-colette-by-gilles-decroix

Fabrice Colette by Gilles Decroix

That's about all I have to say about this.

Today, I caught myself watching the video for "All you need is me" and I remembered why I used to like it when it came out. That nipple-revealing jumper and the wallpaper in Boorer's box are such a delight for the eye.
And is it me or Morrissey turns around to show his backside when he sings 'There's a naked man standing, laughing in your dreams' in a 'Hand in Glove' kind of way?
No that's probably just me...
Unless 'You know who it is but you don't like what it means'

Ha ha ha, am I moving too fast for you? Am I beginning to confuse you?

A miserable Christmas to you too "Morrissey"!
Fifi


PAR BRUNO

I personally can't see how 'Par Bruno' inspired the tattoo, but i found this line drawing on Solow, provided by somebody called 'Smiler'. Does anybody know where this drawing originates?

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Fifi is RIGHT about the jumper, the wallpaper, AND Moz turning in the 'All You Need Is Me' video. The BLUE jumper has little flowers on it...roses? The wallpaper is BLUE....and looks to be covered in roses too! Moz DOES turn in a 'Hand in Glove' way. Watch: http://vimeo.com/1299100


"ALL YOU NEED IS ME"


And there's more! Thanks to Comrade Harps perseverance, Fifi provided more information over Christmas about Jean Cocteau, and his influence on Morrissey. Here is Comrade Harps question, and Fifi's responses from Day 833 of FTM:


Getting back to Our Mozzer's mysteries, conspiracies and the significance of Jean Cocteau for a tick, consider these lines from To Give (The Reason I Live) (which, although not a lyric by Morrissey,is sung by him in concert, as realised in 25Live - indeed, I was a live and direct witness of this song in performance during the 2012 Melbourne Festival Hall concert):

I was born as a part of the plan...

And I believe
Everything on this earth
Having meaning and worth

Everything on this earth does have meaning and worth, comrade harps.

Just like on "La triple baie du transept Nord", by J. Cocteau : http://espacetrevisse.e-monsite.com/pages/expositions/les-vitraux-de-cocteau-de-l-eglise-st-maximin-de-metz.html

Fifi


LA TRIPLE BAIE DU TRANSEPT NORD

comrade harps29 December 2013 00:26
Fifi, what I meant is by quoting the "meaning and worth" is that Our Mozzer is perhaps seeing meaning and messages in Jean Cocteau's work that relate to Our Mozzer Himself, as being "part of the plan".

Being a "born again atheist" (a lyric phrase which, curiously enough, occurs in 2 Morrissey songs), I have trouble seeing "the plan" but I note that Morrissey's lyrics (and those of the covers he sings) are increasingly referring to religion and to God. It's something that I'm quite sensitive to. Cocteau and Morrissey both have a relationship (a mutual connection) with Catholicism, which is beyond me.

But what is important here is the observation that the trinity of Morrissey, Our Mozzer and Fifi are drawing connections between Our Mozzer's and Morrissey's understandings of the world (and their place in it) and Cocteau's art.

His writing is also served by a pure and nervous line in a chromatic dominated by the clear blue.

The furrows on the surface by the oscillatory movements of the line are like scars revealing strange inner worlds .

In the third lancet if the same vibrations always produce horizontal harmonic forms also help to highlight two beautiful roses.

This floral presence is also not trivial because the rose plays an essential role in the stories , particularly in Beauty and the Beast. According to Jean -Pascal Pillot , the rose has triggered a series of events that have affected the four elements (earth , water, air and fire) . It is the rose in particular has led to the transformation of the story and caused the irruption of the sacred . Of course it did not escape Jean Cocteau.
Hence a rose bears his name : http://www.roseraieduvaldemarne.fr/roseraie_internet_2010/spip.php?page=rosedumois&id_rubrique=183&id_article=1393&lang=en&annee=2013

Fifi

TEQUILA SUPREME  AKA THE JEAN COCTEAU ROSE

This is ALL so fascinating, and even the words earth, water and air immediately made me think of OUR story. The letters in the word 'earth' are all in the word heather (he earth), the letters in the word 'water' are all in the word rat (we rat), air, or AIRRAID is one of the main members of the Blue Rose Society. Does 'fire' mean anything to anybody?

 Astraea (who I also believe to be Fifi....and Moz) also added some quotes over Christmas:

On page 94 I was shy. I should have written: Works of art are alibis.

Jean Cocteau, Opéra 1927

All of my poetry is here. I trace that which is invisible.

Jean Cocteau, Opéra 1927

A true poet does not bother to be poetical. Nor does a nursery gardener scent his roses. J.C.

Fifi


This quote was left anonymously:

"Mystery has its own mysteries, and there are gods above gods. We have ours, they have theirs. That is what’s known as infinity." - Anubis in Act 2 of The Infernal Machine (1932).


And there's more from Fifi:


'Originality consists in trying to be like everybody else. And failing', said Cocteau in his acceptance speech to the Académie Française (October 1955), quoting Raymond Radiguet.

I really think you know
I think you know the truth Jeane

We tried and we failed.

Fifi


JEAN COCTEAU DURING HIS SPEECH AT THE ACADEMIC FRANCAISE - OCT 20TH 1955


Finally for today, I would like to post the latest pearls of wisdom and comedic wit from Our Mozzer's twitter account, but unfortunately I can't, because he has deleted it again! This happened last night, just after Broken had been suspended by the Twitter Police for posting too many semi-naked photos of Bieber. What can I say? Our Mozzer had been in a debating mood, and at one point seemed to join forces with one of his old twitter foes, Louise Mensch (@LouiseMensch), as they tried to educate the homophobic '@adeola_ajibabi'. Our Mozzer also took the time to urge his followers NOT to follow '@troubledmozza', an account that somehow has 6,468 and tweets things like this:


Sixteen, clumsy and shy I went to London and I, I booked myself in at the Y.W.C.A. It's fun to stay at the Y.W.C.A.


TroubledMozza has 6,468 followers, and yet as of yesterday, '@MorrisseyParody' had just 631...It just doesn't make sense! It's like people choosing to watch this man instead of Morrissey:

PAUL SOMEBODY OR OTHER

I wonder if Joyce and Rourke have ever considered contacting Paul thingy to form 'From The Smiths', just as Bruce and Rick formed 'From The Jam'? Obviously Johnny would never stoop so low, but it MUST have crossed the mind of Joyce, although he has been in the press again lately, stating that he would like to reform the proper Smiths! I bet he would! Joyce has also announced that he hasn't read 'The Book'.... yeah right! Perhaps he's listened to the audio version instead.

And finally, a mysterious tweet has just been posted on twitter by the equally mysterious '@MorrisseysMum'. I should remind everybody that this particular twitter account first came to our attention right at the beginning of this whole MorrisseysWorld phenomenon, in 2011. The account was even advertised on the MW blogsite. 

When the '@MorrisseysWorld' twitter account first disappeared, the 'Mum' account took over, and talked of 'women with wood', before Log Lady then appeared on the MW blog. The owner of the mum account then got bored with it, and let the name go, at which point 'I' registered it. I then received a DM message from '@Banjaxer', saying that the original owner would like it back, so I handed it over to Banjaxer. The question is, does Banjaxer, ie Kevin Marinan still own it, or did he pass it on to the 'original' owner, and if so, WHO is that original owner, who advertised it on the MW blog? Hmm. Here is the mystery tweet :


Thirty years ago today a milestone was passed. A river was crossed. A decision was made. Tomorrow we might cross that river again.

The Smiths first LP was released in February 1984, so did something happen on Jan 14th 1984 relating to the album? Answers on a postcard please.

Goodnight.

TWITTERDILLY ARMS TOP 10 - AS BROADCAST BY @FLUFFRAT AT 4 PM TODAY IN THE TWITTERDILLY ARMS TO AN AUDIENCE THAT INCLUDED: @FadingGoldLeaf, @LoughtonLil, @Heathercat222 , @MarcusMarkou (sort of) and, er, nobody else! "It makes you wonder why the poor s*d bothers."

1. ANOTHER PLACE - FRANCOISE HARDY (NEW ENTRY) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xjaxjh6pKLg

2. SATELLITE OF LOVE - MORRISSEY (DOWN 1) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LLXS9So5SW0

3. TAKE MY HAND FOR A WHILE - FRANCOISE HARDY (NEW ENTRY) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YBqKLJh34ww

4. IT'S GETTING LATE - FRANCOISE HARDY (NEW ENTRY) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oiBIOxQJpK4

5. LA MAISON OU J'AI GRANDI - FRANCOISE HARDY (NEW ENTRY) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X8eD9Oreqes

6. RUN TO MY LOVIN' ARMS - APRIL YOUNG (NEW ENTRY) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rjJpz5Uhvqc

7. ANGEL BABY - ROSIE AND THE ORIGINALS (NEW ENTRY) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KikHXfUanJk

8. I WILL BE SEVEN - NICO (NEW ENTRY) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sLvX8xUo240

9. AND THAT REMINDS ME - TIMI YURO (NEW ENTRY) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ohHLBWjvUpA

10. BOYS KEEP SWINGING - DAVID BOWIE (NEW ENTRY) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UMhFyWEMlD4 

Day 854 - Morrissey Signs for Harvest

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IF YOU ARE READING THIS BECAUSE OF THE RECORD DEAL NEWS..... SKIP TO THE LAST PARAGRAPH!

Both the MorrisseysWorld blog and the parody twitter account have GONE.... and this time it feels permanent.... well, permanent for now, at least! Here are the final four tweets of '@MorrisseyParody', who had returned to the Twitterdilly Arms very briefly yesterday evening. I think he may have been under the influence of alcohol (see second tweet, where he writes 'left' instead of 'let'... unless he means left him feeling down. I'd prefer to think he was drunk, so read the tweets in a slurring/woe is me drunk voice... it's better that way). He even confessed to being Morrissey!:


morrisseyMorrisseyParody
Yes, I am Morrissey. Yes, I am insane. 


morrisseyMorrisseyParody
Nothing... just dead time.

morrisseyMorrisseyParody
My followers have left me down. Sorry, but it's true.

morrisseyMorrisseyParody
This is the last tweet I will ever make.



I replied with these two tweets:


I know how you feel. It took me all day to write my blog, and the only ones to bother commenting are me, you and Walter.


This is the last tweet I will ever make. FTM is over.

This rather amusing, and yet blatantly honest comment was then left on my blog. I definitely think The Mozziah was drunk....Notice the use of the word look instead of luck, although perhaps he actually did mean l'oo'k!. He doesn't make mistakes...ever!:

Morrissey14 January 2014 23:45
I quite agree Rat old son. My fans are just not up to scratch. Whatever I do, I'm just ignored. Admittedly your little blog thing is only fractionally as good as my mesmeric thing, but all the same - you do deserve better. As do I, naturally.

I'm bored to bu**ery. So I've closed down my twitter whoreboard and I'll shut down my blog.

You can keep the torch burning, old friend. After all, you have more time than me, and it's worth considerably less, at least money-wise.

Good look with following me. I wish you all the best in dedicating your life to a more worthy cause, such as yours truly.

Our Mozzer


I AM MORE WORTHY

For the record, the comment left by Walter (aka Banjaxer aka Wordsmiff) that I referred to in my above tweet, was this one, concerning the twitter account '@MorrisseysMum', that I wrote about yesterday:

wordsmiff14 January 2014 18:06
Hi. Just want to confirm the 'mum' Twitter account was returned to the original owner who, inexperienced in such things, did not realise the name would be released and free for others to re-register once abandoned.
The original and current owner is not Morrissey.


KEVIN 'WALTER EGO''BANJAXER''WORDSMIFF''MAR(R)INAN' MARINAN - EXPERIENCED

Of course, I never really had any intention of ending FTM, I was just being melodramatic once again, like what he is! Anyway, how can I leave? This is Hotel California. Moonie Heaven. And what is more, I am under instruction to stay:

"You can keep the torch burning, old friend. After all, you have more time than me, and it's worth considerably less, at least money-wise."

Touching words....Bast*rd.....The truth always hurts! Although he is wrong about the time thing, I don't have any time. I am working 9 hours a day, and then I am a full time husband and father, which involves all sorts of ferrying around. I don't actually know how I manage to write this blog at all. It's a miracle.



At the time of closing the twitter account, The Mozziah had posted 1302 tweets (including some that I failed to copy yesterday, so if anybody could post them it would be appreciated), and he had 625 followers. The follower numbers were actually falling! It would appear that people were dismissing the account as a parody.... well they would, wouldn't they, that's what they were TOLD! Nobody is prepared to L'OO'K these days. Where are the inquisitive minds?


The good news is that Morrissey is still here. He has set up a twitter account in Fifi's name as @y20m7d27. I didn't twig on at first about the y20m7d27, but thankfully Chuck (@Chuck_307 and formerly Chuck Norrissey aka Small Boy Jokes) worked out that it was from 'Never Had No One Ever'. I wonder if that song will be on the next set list?

Hopefully Our Mozzer can once again be himself as Fifi, after all, even as 'Parody Moz', he is judged on EVERYTHING he says, and if a certain tweet isn't Morrisseyesque enough, he is dismissed as not being Morrissey. The 'Morrissey wouldn't do that' brigade are incredulous.

Fifi has tweeted to say that she(?) doesn't want people to follow, but wants us to walk by her(?) side. It is interesting that Moz chose the name Fifi, because Fifi obviously represents FIRE. We now have the four elements to the MW story, with Fifi being added to the three people who have stuck with this phenomenon for two and a half years, on a daily basis, without EVER questioning their belief, ie '@HeatherCat222' (Earth), @Airraid25 (Air) and me (Water). Not that we are in any way special, we are not. We are nobodies, who just happened to be in the right place, at the right time, and we trusted our intuition.

Astraea confirmed that Fifi is FIRE, and Fifi then confirmed Astraea is FIRE... which makes sense as they are two parts of the same person:



I'm glad you loved all of my songs. But I still love them more than you do.

As for Fifi, well... she's quite the little firecracker, isn't she?

If I am a firecracker, Astraea, then you are fireworks x
Fifi

I do love a pretty girl who knows JUST how to turn my head. So, thank you.

Now let's just hope that everyone else is ready for us both, Fifi. I'm fairly sure though that we might still have to buy them all some extra fire blankets.

Oven mitts, at the very least.






So, with Our Mozzer gone, and 'Firecracker Fifi' now firmly insitu, what has she got to offer? Let's start with this:


I thought you were never going to mention the blue roses video aka All you need is me!
I am happy you keep enjoying my comments. I really am. So thank you.

'Par Bruno' was probably a mistake on my part, that's what I had in mind but I will go look for the correct name of the drawing.

As for Johnny's tweet, like I said, he wrote it and then deleted it only a few minutes later.
If you go to the account of @Scarlet_Ibis and look for some comments she posted on Dec. 29th on Johnny's account, you will see there definitely was a 'Rank' conversation at some point.
I do not know the person mentioned, I am only sending you there to prove Johnny did talk about Rank and codes. I am starting to know you Rat, you will start thinking I am that Scarlet but I am not, nor do I have any idea who she is. It's only the only person who commented on the Rank reference that's all.
I am not on Twitter personally but I cruise on it sometimes and that's how I know these things.

I would love to write more but as Ringo Starr once said 'I've got blisters on my fingers!'
Too much writing... I must rest but i will return soon. "Je reste avec vous"

And where shall I send my postcard regarding January 14th, 1984?

Ps. Did you read the recent interview by the gorgeous Linder? http://www.theguardian.com/theobserver/2014/jan/12/linder-sterling-artist-punk-st-ives

If you happen to go to TATE St Ives, you should check out this exhibition called 'Aquatopia' : http://www.tate.org.uk/whats-on/tate-st-ives/exhibition/aquatopia

The Wangeshi Mutu painting used on the home page is quite interesting, isn't it?
It's everywhere, dear Rat. Don't lose the passion. Keep writing.

Your code-breaking ally, 
Fifi.
Pps. Shizu Saldamando posted a photo on her personal Instagram account today.
A blue rose.
Has anyone else seen it?
Ouch, ouch, blisters...I'm gone!
Fifi


I shall go through Fifi's observations one at a time. Firstly, the RANK mystery. Here is the Scarlet Ibis tweet, that was obviously sent to Johnny Marr:


If I were cooler I'd have said "Ah yes, Rank! Of course."


Scarlet often tweets with Johnny, so I have asked Agent Earth (Heather) to contact Scarlet to see if she can probe Johnny further. Could Morrissey and Marr possibly have a secret code hidden in an album that was released AFTER the Smiths broke up? How could that be possible?


M&M - CREATING CODES AFTER THE SPLIT?

Secondly, the Linder Sterling interview; which in answer to Fifi's question, 'yes' I had read. A photo of Linder was published alongside the article, and I am intrigued to know who the black & white photo is of... the one on the wall. Does Fifi know?

Linder Sterling at her studio in St Ives, Cornwall
LINDER STERLING - ARTIST IN RESIDENCE AT TATE ST IVES CORNWALL

As Fifi pointed out, the picture on the home page of the Tate's 'Aquatopia' exhibition is a piece by Wangeshi Mutu called..... BLUE ROSE! As Fifi says, "IT'S EVERYWHERE"! Now, I wonder who was responsible for that homepage picture?




And finally from Fifi, there is indeed a BLUE ROSE on Shizu Saldamando's instagram. It would appear that she has tattooed it onto somebody. Does Shizu know about the Blue Rose Society? I'm pretty sure that Fifi was going to dig out an old photo of Moz and Shizu and post it. Now that Fifi has a twitter account, perhaps she will.


SHIZU SALAMANDO - IN THE KNOW?

I was going to write more today, but it must now wait. This breaking news has just come from Rockol.it.... MORRISSEY HAS SIGNED A RECORD DEAL AND STARTS RECORDING NEXT MONTH IN FRANCE..... YAHOOOOOOOOOOOO:


January 15, 2014
Ended the relationship with Decca , Morrissey remains linked to the major label Universal Music under a new record deal signed with the Harvest ( Capitol group ) . This was announced by the general manager of the label , Piero Giramonti and Jacqueline Saturn , anticipating that the artist Manchester will begin recording a new album this month in France along with the musicians who work with him for some time and the producer Joe Chiccarelli .

" Morrissey is one of the most important and influential artists in the music scene ," said the number one Capitol Music Group Steve Barnett. "It 's also one of the few to have remained substantially true to his artistic vision and his ethical principles since he exploded onto the scene in the '80s ." For its part, " Moz " had words of appreciation for the Harvest, the historic brand created in the 70s by which they recorded for EMI Pink Floyd and Deep Purple and that Universal has recently relaunched and mean to make it a sort of indie arm inside the majors.

The latest album by Morrissey, " Years of refusal" , dates back to 2009. Just a few days ago, during a chat organized by his official fan site True To You , the former frontman of the Smiths claimed to be ready to record a new album anticipating that one of the new songs destined to be part of it is called " Istanbul" .
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