Well, there’s one more thing to cross off the list of things to do before I die. At the risk (ok, certainty) of sounding ridiculous: Wheeee! Morrissey! Whoooo! My throat is quite sore and I think I pulled a calf muscle from standing on my toes so much (note to tall hipsters: the tweed fedora, while stylish, is not the most considerate accessory for a concert) but it was totally great. We got there early enough to get reasonably close to the front, but not close enough to get any of the coveted post-show loot like picks, setlists, or drumsticks. I was pleasantly surprised that he played more Smiths songs than I would have thought. We got “The Queen is Dead”, “Panic”, “Girlfriend in a Coma”, “The Boy with a Thorn in His Side” and “How Soon is Now?”, though my hopes of seeing “There is a Light that Never Goes Out” (only my favorite song ever) were dashed at the end of the encore. I still haven’t gotten around to getting the two most recent albums (actually, I don’t have anything newer than Vauxhall and I) so there were quite a few unfamiliar songs. I’ve heard the latest two are supposed to be quite good and I didn’t hear anything that would indicate otherwise so I think I’ll definitely need to pick those up soon.