What's the scoop, Folks?

Okay, the suspense is killing me!

Just got back from the Morrissey show-

Very high energy, and terrific crowd! The main level was packed. Moz and Kristeen Young were both chatty.

Set list pretty much the same- except Moz played a sincerely heartfelt version of "Dear God"
- which ended in Mikey playing "Auld Lang Syne" on piano... which exploded into HSIN.

Two shirts were tossed, and Julia spoke. Some guy heckled Julia terribly so.

Morrissey also gave the mic to one or two others besides Julia-- which is refreshing. Some nerd mentioned Clay Aiken???

Again, the crowd was great. References to Gary, Indiana as the home of Michael Jackson (?) were made.

The star plaza was full of energy. I am Morrissey's biggest fan in all of Chicagoland, and I am proud to say that he brought the house down in Indiana.

Stage invaders at the end during "First of the Gang" were awesome. Arturo was an absolute jerk.
BTW- there is NO way he is a vegetarian. He needs to take a chill pill- and let fans be fans.
AWESOME show.

Truly yours,
Ken S.

Set List:

Stop Me If You Think You've Heard This One Before
Tomorrow
I Like You
Sister, I'm A Poet
That's How People Grow Up
Jack The Ripper
London
The Loop
Why Don't You Find Out For Yourself?
Stretch Out And Wait
The World Is Full Of Crashing Bores
Last Night I Dreamt That Somebody Loved Me
Billy Budd
All You Need Is Me
Death Of A Disco Dancer
Irish Blood, English Heart
I'm Throwing My Arms Around Paris
One Day Goodbye Will Be Farewell
You Have Killed Me
Dear God, Please Help Me
[Auld Lang Syne]
How Soon Is Now?
[Encore] First Of The Gang To Die

NOTES:

The Outfits: First was an all black shirt with black trousers. Then a light blue shirt which was thrown into the audience. For the encore, he came out with the "Je Suis Morrissey" t-shirt. That too was thrown in the audience. Right in front of me, but out of arm's reach!

Moz Comments: There was some early Hilary Clinton bashing when Moz said she couldn't really be good for America because she can't reach the microphones... Then he asked a question about famous people who are from the area, Indiana. Someone on the mic said "James Dean" and he looked pained. I think right before "Gang" at the encore, he said "Dick Davalos" and two or three other people live in the area and we should stop by and see them if we're driving that way (or words to that effect)... After "Paris", he said something to the effect that "Only 8 of you liked that song." When there was applause after that, he added, "12". Julia, I believe, at one point said he was "criminally addictive" to which he muttered a few words and looked rather bashful.

Band Intros: (not exact) "You know King Kong? Godzilla? Then you know Boz!" Something like "The bass guitar plays... Solomon Walker!"

Security/Crowd/Stage Assaults: Pretty tight but not menacing. No security check at the front. They were keeping people from crowding to the front, but the crowd, I thought, was in a mellow mood. Of course there was energy and screaming here and there, but 80% of the crowd kept to their seats. Five or six made, or sort of made, it up on stage, but I believe only three (?) got hold of him.

Venue: Very MOR, Americana kind of venue. But nice staff. Laid back. Accessible. No hassles, really. I was five rows off center and it was kind of like seeing him in your living room!

Closing Remarks: Probably not one of the GREAT shows by a long stretch, but a solid one. I wasn't sure if Moz was put off by the less than capacity crowd, He may have been. I've seen him chattier and funnier. There was much grimacing, but I think he grinned and beared it pretty well.

That was the best show i've ever seen in my life!

Who the hell throws a guy off stage at a Morrissey show? My girlfriend got thrown into a seat, the girl in front of her had her back hit the armrest, and a guy next to me kicked in the face. That was a pretty ignorant thing to do. No one else got thrown like the first guy though, I think. Security guy center stage looked clueless. I guess they don't get that at Clay Aiken concerts...

Snuk up from Row L to Row D. All 4 new songs are really good. Highlights were Stop Me, The Loop, London, Stretch, Billy Budd & Crashing Bores. No Shoplifters...got the setlist from soundboard...waited outside for 45 minutes just to see him get on his bus and wave. I wish you were still a Morrissey fan, so that we could still be friends, guess I'll have to pretend to like Interpol, Depeche Mode & Radiohead...Why bother? Morrissey is Flawless. 7 Times!!!

Nice show!

Morrissey did "Dear God Please Help Me" beautifully and nailed all the notes.

The sound quality was outstanding!

Crowd was pretty mellow. It wasn't until the encore that things got tight.

Joshu's Mu (?) wrote a nice, detailed review, so I'll just add some tidbits...

After the Imperfect List, came out and said, "So you're still here?" Then he mentioned how happy they were to be at the Star Plaza and said that it must mean they are the stars. Yes, indeed! You are correct, sir!

Mozzer was wearing the chunky, ornate silver bracelet again. I've seen the clasp break in S.F. Then he would still keep it in his pocket every show, brandishing it for certain verses such as "We are the pretty petty thieves". It seemed to break or fall out of his pocket during the Carson Daly show. So he must've gotten it repaired (yet again). I am curious to know where he got it and if it means anything special to him.

When introducing the band, he started out with saying, You know Godzilla, you know King Kong, so you must know Boz Boorer... When introducing the other members (huh huh, she said "members" huh huh), he said things like Solomon is played by the bass guitar and so on. It reminded me of the photoshopping Prego did on the ROTT cover during the highly manipulative August 22nd press release with the label "Moz" pointing to Mozza and the label "Us" pointing to the violin -- e.g., Moz is playing us like a violin. I forget how Moz introduced himself, but it made me cheer loudly...earning me glares from shorty Schultz (more on that later).

Moz likes to slide around on the stage. I noticed this at the Palladium. He did some "skating"-like shuffles onstage at Merrillville.

Patted his moobs a fair amount of times, but seemed inhibited or decidedly less frisky than at previous shows. Only threw out one dress shirt and the black "Je suis Morrissey" shirt. He seemed to sweat less. Maybe it's because he moved less or the stage lights don't burn so hot. I think tonight's show just wasn't as exciting as the Moz Angeles shows, where even though the Palladium a/c blasted frigid air to the stage and moat, Moz sweated up a (skin)storm because we're all so pashernate.

Tambourine (I think) broke near the end of "The Loop". Gave some of the detritus to the people up front at the center. Awww.

Gave a lot more handshakes than he did at the Palladium (where he was very choosy).

Jake the Stripper got at least one verse sung directly to him -- the most memorable was "You're not right in the head"! I followed Morrissey's eyeline to JtS and then I smiled...nor am I, and this is why I like him!

At pre-show dinner, we brainstormed what Corrissey should write on the 2nd sign. I suggested "You're too frinky!" I think C wrote some variation of it. We said, you know Morrissey's gonna ask you what "frinky" means. You should tell him that in the dictionary it says, see [picture of Morrissey]. Better yet, as JtS suggested, tell him to look it up on SoLow! And this is pretty much what Corrissey did when Moz asked about the sign...except instead of telling him to look it up on SoLow, C gave a very eloquent, concise definition of frinky -- frisky + kinky...and that the dictionary definition says to see Morrissey. Morrissey said something like, You mean that in a nice way, don't you?

After "One Day Good-bye Will Be Farewell" Moz commented how that is a how the world goes or something to that effect. Then he gave me (not Julia) the mic. I wanted to tell him how I'm here in fuggin' Merrillville because he's worse than crack cocaine, but I was laughing too much and only managed to say, "Morrissey, I have to tell you that you're criminally addictive. You ought to be banned!" And I couldn't say anymore for the laughter. He said something like, "You mean that in a nice way, don't you?" Heh heh...he finally accepted a compliment from me. It just doesn't work if you scream like a hysterical girlie, "Morrissey, I love you!" He ignores that or puts you down. Apparently some g

Wow, what a show. My 7th and the luckiest by far. One person from the stage all night. He looked and sounded fantastic. Same set as Waukegan, but great Moz & crowd energy. I took 24 digital (disposable) pics and will post them as soon as I can! The ONE song that gets me crying (not uncontrollably, but welled up and very 'verklempt') is Last Night I Dreamt. O M G -him alone, bathed in spotlight, hitting all the notes of a perfect song *sigh* I love this man.

So, I decided to make a sign (on 8 ½ x 11 paper while eating before the show) I went with “You Are Too Frinky” (Mel T., thanks for your suggestions =o) and I kept holding it up (between songs) and finally -just after The Loop he said to ME! yes, ME! "You are too frinky. What does frinky mean?" Hands me the mic (trying not to freak out) and I said "Frinky is a combination of frisky and kinky. If you look it up in the dictionary, you will see your picture there". I handed the mic back to him and he said "I take it that's a compliment?" OH YES!!!! The term Frink comes from the Frink thread on the forums. It’s the best thread ever, people =o)

Then came Lucas’s Clay Aiken comment and then he went into Why Don't You Find Out For Yourself. One of my all time faves. My man DID find out for himself... just what the hell FRINK means (he probably thinks it's some stupid American word). I was high-fiving Comtesse and DJ Tony and shoegirl and shiftlessbody who I had just met before the show) Of course I was regretting not adding something like "or you could look on solo" but as Comtesse pointed out, the mere mention of 'solo' would have caused a different reaction. I was very happy to that he seemed 'pleased' and TOOK my compliment. Supposedly DJ Tony got a pic of the two of us interacting. Please let that turn out…!

After this mindblowing exchange, I took my sharpie and wrote I LOVE YOU on the palm of my hand which I think did help get his attention (take notes, people =o) and brought about additional hand holding *sigh* I was sniffing my fingers like mad to get a hint of cologne and the sharpie smell on my palm overwhelmed it…but alas, I detected a hint of the proper smelly stuff.

I think it was either during Stretch Out of Bores that I touched his hand and then during HSIN, the second time with both of my hands on his one… At the encore, my friends were insisting I hop the 4 ft tall stage, but I decided not to AS security onstage was looking AT me –no other invaders he was currently dealing with. Yes, I will always regret it anyway... So the next time Moz came by, I reached for his legs and caressed his calf...feeling the muscles -yum- and his delicious 'sock line' (lol) Oh my Moz...

I spoke to him, I touched him, and although I didn’t invade, I got a nice long calf feel and the best Morrissey concert of my life. My night is complete, my heart full. Somewhere there will be my mini-review…but I will leave the full (“I’m able to think straight” =o) reviews to Mel Torment and Comtesse. Riding in Carsons car with them…I never never wanted to go home :o)

I am writing because I've had my fill of stage invaders who are so egotistical that they risk injury to others. I am not a prude, and I am just as enthusiastic as the next fan- but the invasions need to stop. It has almost become a cliche since, oh, "Your Arsenal"- ?

Stretch your brain to consider your fellow fan. Yes, there are others who waited in line or paid a small fortune to get the good spot. Also, there are others who are die-hard fans as well.

It is expected to get an elbow in the face or accidentally kicked, but the JERKS who insist on stage invasions need to look beyond their egos to consider those who might have disabilities which are not so obvious-- or perhaps just those who don't like getting their necks broken. Morrissey has more than one fan.

Did anyone get any good shots of last night's show? Please post or respond so I can give you my email.

cheers!

i didnt get to see J Gaha but when mike farell came out for his final bow i saw that he has v. p.l. my man rocks boxer briefs!!

During Stretch Out and Wait, rather than saying "and is there any point ever having children"?
He said, "and is there any point ever having PUPPIES" ;o) awwww
(yes on both accounts)

Well, being the last one of my Mozzy Crew to post means that I have very little new to offer. Corrissey and Mel said it all and said it well. I will mention a few things that I found notable about the show:

Although we had fourth row tickets, Corrissey and I managed to get up to the second row of peeps thanks to persistence in not listening to the security guards who kept putting us back in our seats. Every time they did it, we'd wait for their attention to lapse then move up again. There's more of us than there are of them - we will prevail!!! And so we did. Despite the presence of a testosterone-overdrive security guard with handcuffs who told us he was a sheriff's officer and that we would go to jail if we did not clear the aisles. Yeah, whatever - this is a Moz show, so Moz rules prevail.

The only song that was different between this show and Waukegan was the substitution of "That's How People Grow Up" for "Shoplifters..." NOT an improvement. I do wish that Moz would mix up his set list a bit more for shows in the same geographical region. He has to know that he's not playing to Waukeganites or Merrillvillians!

I thought it was adorable when Morrissey skated across the stage. Also we waited in the back of the venue to see him board the tourbus and I thought his shy reaction to the crowd was adorable too. Too cute.

After several errant tries I finally got a hand touch during "How Soon Is Now?" I texted my gf to tell her I was touched by the hand of god and she wrote back, "You met Johnny Depp? Cool!" Some people...

DJ Tony tried to make it onstage during the encore but he was pulled back into the crowd by another FAN, of all things. Really - some people need to learn proper Moz etiquette. Same goes for the idiot who got onstage and then leaped back into the crowd. There's no need for leaping on people, especially when there's not much of a crush. Use your brain, people.

We tried to get Corrissey onstage but she was being watched too closely by a security guard. Ah well, at least she got to touch the hem of his garment. It was the highlight of the show when Moz acknowledged the "You Are Too Frinky" sign and replied, "So that's complementary, right?" after Corrissey explained the definition. He seemed to be in the mood for taking compliments for a change - he even acknowledged Mel's "You are criminally addictive" with, "But in a good way?"

Also, a shout out to the solitary guy up in the right side of the balcony dancing gleefully towards the end of the show. Morrissey even seemed amused as he stole some glances up there. Well done.

All in all, it was a good show and Moz was in excellent form both vocally and physically. He danced with almost as much abandon as in the old days during "The Loop" and he sang "Dear God...," "Last Night..." and "...Disco Dancer" especially well.

But Solomon Walker has got to go! All that cock rock swaggering made me ill - he really has no business being onstage with Morrissey. Ah well, a minor qualm towards a fine show.

Oh, and I must mention that I absolutely ADORE "One Day Goodbye Will Be Farewell" (especially the line, "When I die I want to go to hell" - brilliant) and "All You Need Is Me" (OUR SONG!) and I like "I'm Throwing My Arms Around Paris" too. Can't wait for proper recordings to emerge.

Okay, back to my post-Moz existence... blah blah blah blah...

I just remembered one more thing about the security guy with the gray shirt and the combed back hair- he's the one who was at the house left side of the stage, then later moved to the left corner. While he was still on the end side, he was standing between Andrea and I, and suddenly he tapped me on the shoulder and pointed behind me, up on the wall high above the crowd. I turned to see a perfect silhouette shadow of Moz at the mike, fifteen feet tall up on the wall... that view was really special, for lack of a better word. And even if his job was to keep me in line, he appreciated my experience enough to share that with me.

And no one has mentioned how Moz growled at the security guard's backs... that was awesome.

Thanks everyone for the fabulous reviews! What an Amazing Show...sigh. My husband and I just finished the long drive back to Cincinnati but Oh how worth it! More than words can Describe (read on...)
Afterwards the girl sitting next to me got the setlist and gave it to me! Probably because she saw me writing down every song in the dark as they were played and I kept losing my pen from jumping around like a teenager...that was so nice, I was so touched! Here's how it reads:

STOP IF
2MORRER
I LIKE YUH
S I'M A P
GROW UP
RIPPER
LONDON
LOOP
WHY DON'T YOU F ?
STRETCH
CRASHING B's
LAST NITE I
BILLY B
ALL YOU NEED IS
DISCO DANCER
IRISH
PARIS
ONE DAY G'BYE
[ KILLED ME ]
GAWD
HSIN
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FIRST

Seriously who writes these things! Fantastic.
But here is why I write - the show was amazing and to hear Last Night I Dreamt was so emotional I could barely stand it - you know what I mean..
But - before leaving for the show, I went outside of our hotel to have a cigarette while my husband was finishing getting ready.
I was just sitting on the bench by myself when a Limo pulled up - we had seen other limos earlier and thought they were Morrissey's, but turned out to be a false alarm, they were for an extremely drunk and obnoxious wedding party, which I assumed this limo was too.
The limo driver was old and hobbling, and this bearded guy walked in the hotel with a walkie talkie. I was just minding my business - and I turned around to look in the lobby and the walkie talkie guy was coming down the stairs with WHO ELSE BUT MOZ. MY GOD!!!!!
In the Hotel we were staying in!!
I couldn't catch my breath! My legs almost collapsed from underneath me! I put out the cigarette right away as I tried to compose myself and hopelessly search for a mint - he walked right out the door I was standing next to!! And then all I could manage to say was "Morrissey! I'll see you there! I'll see you at the show" He turned around as the driver and body guard were whisking him away...And I told him my name and reached out to shake his hand and I said "Have a good show, I'll see you there" (again, what an idiot!) and he kind of smiled and said "I'll be there." (Obviously). Then they rushed him into the limo and drove off. Oh My LORD.
As I stumbled punch-drunk back into the hotel, the reception guy was laughing right in my face! Then I went back upstairs to our room and my husband opened the door and all I could say was "Morrissey just...Morrissey was...I saw..." and fell down!
Of course I've been playing it over and over again in my head, thinking of everything I should've/could've said, the one moment I'd been dreaming of since I was 13 and it was gone in a flash, and all I could say was "Have a good show"??? What!
But of course, it came, it went, it was, and I will never ever forget that moment even if I could've said a million more things.
I just wanted to share this experience with you and thanks to everyone at the show last night, what a crowd - everyone was great (even with the chaos and people crushing each other during "First of the Gang") - fantastic show, beautiful man, what a Dream. In Merrillville, Indiana, of all places!
xo New York People - enjoy! looking forward to reading your reviews...

Many have commented about how aggressive the security guys were, i was just wondering if moz was aware of it at all from where he was standing on stage and did he react or say something about it? he usually gets really annoyed when the security staff gets a bit too "zealous"

Just wondering for those who caught the RO and Merrillville shows, did Julia even get mentioned at all at either show? I didn't hear her name but I know she was at both shows as I talked to her at RO and saw her sitting in a seat at Merrillville. When she was sitting before KY at Merrillville, she was quite a ways back. Did she make it up to the front for Morrissey? Just curious.

My GF and I made the trip to Merrillville from Kalamazoo. We were pretty psyched because after seeing Morrissey from afar most of the night in Royal Oak, we had great seats for the show (thanks PregnantForTheLastTime for the tip!). I knew a bunch of Mo-So members were upfront too so we were expecting to have a great time.

My GF was sporting her DIY "I heart Morrissey" shirt with a photo she took when she met him back in the early 90s. She's definitely a "rule follower" but on Saturday, she was determined to get to the stage if the opportunity presented itself. When we got to our seats, we were thrilled to see that unlike other venues we've been to, there was no barrier between the stage and the seats. There was security and a couple of them made a point of being obnoxious before the show. We were lucky in that the older guy near us on the left side of center seemed pretty mellow. As others have noted, before Morrissey came out, they let us move up in front of the first row of seats. We found that so many people had moved up from the back that by sitting in our seats like we were told, we ended up at the back of the pit section. That was kind of a bummer as we figured that we would have a shot at prime spots near the stage. Live and you learn, I guess.

Morrissey was in his usual fine form. We were standing next to Corrissey during her "Frinky" conversation with him so that was one of the highlights of the evening. My GF said that one girl standing next to her was so enthralled by Morrissey that she literally swooned and she thought the girl was going to fall over. It's a totally different experience when you're that close to the stage. Watching from further back in the audience, you get a chance to take in the band and what's happening with the audience. But when you're up close, Morrissey dominates your view, even when he's not doing anything! You only notice the guys in the band when they move up to the front of the stage. That's when you notice the differences in personality. Boz loves to ham it up where the others tend to do their best impersonations of rock god poses.

We were surprised how docile the crowd seemed to be, especially considering the stage setup. Royal Oak had been a madhouse but we've discovered that Indiana crowds (we went to the Indy show in May) seem to content just to stand there (Mo-So members excepted!). The setup was perfect for would-be stage invaders but the front of the stage where we were standing seemed to be lined with people content to get their handshake but determined not to let you have any contact with Morrissey at all (at least where we were standing in center stage).

We never managed to get closer than a couple rows of people from the stage so whenever Morrissey came by to shake hands, he was always too far away for us to reach. I knew my girlfriend was getting anxious with most of the show behind us so when Morrissey came towards us during "You Have Killed Me", I grabbed her around the legs and lifted her up. I couldn't see what was happening but I knew that if I got her high enough, Morrissey would be able to reach her hand. Next thing I knew, I felt her lifting away from me!

It turns out that when Morrissey grabbed her one hand, she grabbed his arm with her other hand and he started to pull! Although he was pulling her up onto the stage, I was too far behind her to keep pushing her up. At this point, REAL Morrissey fans in the first couple of rows at the stage would have helped her by pushing her up and forward so that Morrissey could pull her onto the stage. But the twats that were standing in front of us parted like the Red Sea, leaving her to fall backwards. Seeing that she wasn't going to make it, Morrissey let go and I looked up in time to see my GF falling on her back towards the ground. Then I heard Morrissey say:

"There she goes!"

Fortunately, she's got cat instincts and grabbed the edge of the stage as she was going down, breaking her fall and saving herself from a real bad injury. Still, she has a massive bruise on her ar

It's not even possible to fully express with words the emotions involved when seeing Morrissey in person. Being my 11th show, I still couldn't restrain that boyish, unfaultering grin that creeps everytime Moz sways near your seat. Looking back, yesterday almost feels like a dream, and I cannot believe I've actually survived through it. Seeing Morrissey in my hometown was one dream come true last night.... but it only got better. I am so happy that not only did he come to our drab little town, but he also made October 20th, 2007 the absolute best day of my life. The day began at around 2 p.m. I arrived home from Royal Oak, going on little sleep, to switch clothes and fix my hair. By 2:30 I was outside the venue waiting for a chance to meet the man himself. Although the security in the back was very helpful, I didn't see Morrissey go into the venue. That's ok, though. I felt spoiled from Friday, anyhow. Going into the theatre, I was slightly disappointed. It was then that I realized my seat was literally against the wall in the second row. On top of this, security was being very adamant about keeping me in the second row. But when that "Imperfect List" started, it no longer mattered. The excitement and adrenaline were going (indeed, it's happening now as I write this) Everytime I see Morrissey come out on stage, it's as if time slows down... the moment seems to last ten minutes, at least.... and then he speaks and everything catches back up. "Stop Me..." is such a great opener. It got everybody around me excited. (I was extreme left of the stage) At some point, Moz posed the question to the audience who was the last act to perform at the Star Plaza. I was shocked when he came far left and handed the mic to me. I completely froze up, and thank god the thing screeched and bought about two seconds to regain composure. My mind searched, and all I could remember of the Star Plaza is Clay Aiken... and thus, I made a jerk of myself to Moz and 1400 people. "And I take you weren't in attendence? ... Why does that suprise me?" But still, him speaking directly to me was absolutely exhilirating. The night cannot get better... this is my asumption. At about "A Death of a Disco Dancer" I made my move to the front row again. The grey shirt security guy on the far left was not concerned about it. Before I knew it, Moz was back over on the far left and gave me a solid hand shake, where he clinged on for a bit and just slowly turned and walked away. And there's that boyish, never-ending grin again as I stared into those sharp, blue eyes and he began to flitter away. What a night! He meandered his way back to the corner for two more handshakes before he exited. I must be hallucinating... because this night has been perfect. Morrissey performing amazingly in Merrilville, to a very excited, although small, crowd, on top of all these opportunities to interact with him. When he came out for the encore, everybody saw how crazy the crowd got. For half of it, I was simply in shock at how violent I saw some of the security being. At that point, I decided I would stay on the ground and not make any attempt at the stage. But when the guy next to me went, the opportunity was too great. The security guys moved forward, and up I went. Face to face with Morrissey, I clasped his right arm with both hands and went for a hug. I has grabbed very roughly and literally tossed off the stage where my lower back got to meet the top of one of the chairs. I really hope I didn't hit anybody on my way down, and I'm really, really sorry if I did. It was incredibly painful, and I laid on the ground for a bit without any help. Charlie, one of Morrissey's stage managers, came over and made sure I was alright. After Morrissey exited for the last time, Charlie insisted I stay where I was and that he'd get me a set list. He returns a few seconds later and says "Here, put this in your shirt. You'll likely be mugged" as he's handing me Moz's tambourine!! He also went back to retrieve a set list! On the way out, t

A few things I forgot to mention earlier:

* On this setlist "Auld Lang Syne" fell between "Dear God, Please Help Me" and "How Soon Is Now?". In previous shows, it was the transition from "Pigsty" to "HSIN". Is that a recent change? I noticed he still does the curl up next to the drum set. This was the first time I noticed that the band stands at attention during "Auld Lang Syne" [or parade rest?]

* Like Royal Oak, he went off-stage the first time he changed his short. Not how it went earlier in the year at Ann Arbor where "Let Me Kiss You" led to bursting buttons. Another recent tour change?

* At one point, I thought I heard Morrissey say "keep shouting those suggestions". I think that was his snarky response to the song titles being directed towards the stage.

* No Mic problems! For those who went to the Indy show in May, the mic issue was a real pain. I've heard he's had some sound problems at some of the other recent shows but no major sound issues this time around other than when Lucas got the mike and there was some feedback.

* Someone on his bus loves to smoke! I mentioned we followed the bus east on I-80 after the show for about an hour and there was a fairly steady stream of butts that came out as we drove along.

My Merrillville pics (taken with a disposable) for whatever they’re worth…but I’d say telling Morrissey what ‘You Are Too Frinky’ means, is PRICELESS! :D

http://www.flickr.com/photos/merrillville102007/

p.s. The last one is very photoshopped –for fun- “nothing comes between me and my Morrissey” =o)