Tuesday, April 28, 2009


I originally was trying to find Morrissey's performance on Jimmy Fallon last night, but I found this instead. I squealed like a little girl seeing Morrissey after all these years. Ah, I remember seeing The Smiths in Berkeley, California. A very tall young man offered to put tiny me on his shoulders. There I was, high above everyone else, stretching, stretching out to reach Morrissey. But alas, it was not meant to be.

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