Well, now you can tell how far I am with posting. It's the 22nd, and I'm just getting to talking about a concert that happened about three weeks ago.

Jenny and I got to Pasadena early for some shopping and then met up with Yo and his brother for dinner at Buca di Beppo. We had four different tickets in four different locations on the ground floor of the auditorium, because the tickets sold out so fast, and I had to buy all of our tickets individually. Jenny got the closest ticket, I got second-closest, and the guys were towards the back, although the theatre is small enough that pretty much any ticket is a good one.

We walked from dinner to the auditorium, where, outside, there were giant banners for the event (see above picture of my sister). We hung out in the courtyard for a while because the opening act was terrible - as Yo likes to point out, she lists her influences as "pain, injustice, heartlessness." Haha.

When we went in, we all went our separate ways and I got centered about halfway back (view seen above). Some guy asked me to join him in rushing the front, and like an old geezer, I told him I was over those days. This was, in fact, my 11th or 12th Morrissey show. Another one tried to get me to switch seats with a friend of his so they could sit together, but he couldn't reach his friend on his cell, so that never happened. I was happy where I was.

Morrissey played a lot of stuff from his two most recent albums, and then had a large amount of Smiths songs, which made me very happy. Songs like Girlfriend in a Coma, How Soon is Now, and Please Please Please Let Me Get What I Want are things I never thought I would see live because the Smiths broke up in the mid-80s, so any time Morrissey sings these songs, it means a lot.

The Moz was in a good mood, chatting a lot between songs. I loved that he introduced himself as Chester Bennington - quite a funny joke if you ask me. He also said he was rooting for the Denver Omelettes when he discussed the superbowl (cheesy, but that's what you get from him). He did the removing the shirt thing a few times, which I think is funny because the girls up front scream, and as soon as he's got the shirt off, he's walking off-stage to get another one and put it on as fast as he can. He's actually in great shape for his age, though.

The night was entertaining, and I and everyone around me sang a lot and had a lot of fun. Yo and his brother dropped us off at the parking structure where we parked after the show and we had been there for at least 8 hours and only paid about 3 dollars, which was awesome. I hope more bands decide to play this venue!

Here's the end of Girlfriend in a Coma. Yo, I had audio after all, but poor quality. I'll upload them all to youtube, but they're all kind of lame:

Oh yes, as Yo reminded me, I amlost completely forgot that we all have pieces of one of Morrissey's shirts that he threw out to the crowd! It's a bluish color. I think I'll keep it with the dried gladiola the Moz threw out to the crowd at my first Morrissey concert at Bridges Auditorium.

Brian Beatty:

I don't own a cell phone. I'm not anti-technology; I'm anti friends and family.

Actually, I'm just anti giving people the means to interrupt what I'm doing any time of day.

Virus: A fun and simple game, just click the colors on the bottom to spread to those adjacent colors. Not so great for us color blind types, though. I still almost won.

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