Morrissey shuts down Smiths reunion

[unsleepable]

So I was asleep and I had a dream and this was my dream: I was at a funeral marathon for a bunch of teachers. There was a funeral for a math teacher and Morrissey was standing on the sidelines watching. He left when a funeral for a physics teacher started up, and I left too (and everyone tut-tutted at me). I found him sitting in the foyer waiting for his ride. My family was there, waiting to pick me up, and they were talking to him about something very boring starting with H. I yelled at my dad again and again but he didn't hear me.

Then I was in a Pokemon movie, and I don't even know what Pokemon is beyond that it's a cartoon. These creatures would appear and graphics would flash showing the creature's name and its powers. Morrissey ran into a clear plastic box (he was only about four inches tall) and rounded up a bunch of little creatures into a ball and a graphic flashed for them. When he ran out of the box he was a in a puffy silver mouse costume, and I said, that's Morrissey! and I chased him and caught him and unzipped his mouse costume and it was him. I put him in a box on a shelf at chest height.

Then there was a partial Smiths reunion. It started accidentally because the band members were just trying to prove that 'Lemon Zest' by the Buzzcocks is actually a Smiths song. It was just Johnny, Andy and Mike. They proved it and the audience liked it. Johnny said 'do you want to hear another one?' and they audience said yeah! So Johnny took lead vocals and Andy took guitar and I took bass. I rapidly became aware that I couldn't play bass at all, and I looked at the little notes Johnny had written to help me but I just couldn't do it. I asked Morrissey (in his little box) if he was enjoying the reunion. He made some wry comment that made me think he was enjoying it but also kind of annoyed.

Then Morrissey appeared, normal-sized at the side of the stage and switched off a synthesizer and unplugged some amps and stopped the performance. The audience booed. They didn't seem to care that it was Morrissey in the flesh. They were just mad at him for stopping the show.

[crushed roses]

When he
> ran out of the box he was a in a puffy silver mouse costume, and
> I said, that's Morrissey! and I chased him and caught him and
> unzipped his mouse costume and it was him. I put him in a box on
> a shelf at chest height.

When you unzipped the mouse costume, what did you see? :P

[~]

~ You know that has to be one of the most interesting things ive read on this board for while.. :-0

[Greasetea]

Listen you insipid dreamwalker, don't get all Dr. joyce Brothers on me..I don't care about your damn dreams and I wish you would just take those dreams and shove them straight up your azz. While you are at it, take a nice mallot and brush your teeth with it you idiot!

Oh another thing, when you are done, stick yer damn head in an oven and set it on Stuffed Moron you pecan-penishead!

Moz rox tha' casbah!!!!!!! Oi!

[Danton]

> Listen you insipid dreamwalker, don't get all Dr. joyce Brothers
> on me..I don't care about your damn dreams

Nobody cares whether you care or not.

[Danton]

> Nobody cares whether you care or not.
Who are you Danton?please dont use that name.It confuses people - and me!!

[suzanne]

I guess all the talk with the tour and Mike Joyce online has finally culminated into a weird dream.

I was at my old house before I came to austin. I was sitting in the livingroom with my family and I was telling them how I was going to see Morrissey on tour.

"Yes, I'm driving out to the show and we're going to hook up afterwards because we met on the internet and we're dating now."

My sister snickered and everyone else exchanged looks. They asked me how I met him or what emails I got from him.

"He's never written me, but I know we're dating."

My dad got up and left the room. My mom kept getting me to say more until I figured out something weird was going on.

I ran into my room and found my dad sitting at my computer deleting all my files.

"What are you doing?" I yelled at him, but didn't touch anything.

But my mom was behind me saying, "this is for your own good. You're suffering from delusions and hysteria and you need to get some help."

Fin.


i always attract the loonies (http://home1.gte.net/suzsch/)

[Unruly Girl]

> I guess all the talk with the tour and Mike Joyce online has
> finally culminated into a weird dream.

> I was at my old house before I came to austin. I was sitting in
> the livingroom with my family and I was telling them how I was
> going to see Morrissey on tour.

> "Yes, I'm driving out to the show and we're going to hook
> up afterwards because we met on the internet and we're dating
> now."

> My sister snickered and everyone else exchanged looks. They
> asked me how I met him or what emails I got from him.

> "He's never written me, but I know we're dating."

> My dad got up and left the room. My mom kept getting me to say
> more until I figured out something weird was going on.

> I ran into my room and found my dad sitting at my computer
> deleting all my files.

> "What are you doing?" I yelled at him, but didn't
> touch anything.

> But my mom was behind me saying, "this is for your own
> good. You're suffering from delusions and hysteria and you need
> to get some help."

> Fin.

Dont feel bad.. Morrissey has made "guest appearances" in my dreams at least 5 times.. Now that ive seen him up close and touched his hand it will probably get worse. Haha.. is there a hotline you can call for these sort of things??

[Brutalful]

I dream about him about every other night...it gets very sickening sometimes. My minds landscape and all that. Last night I dreampt I went to go see him oin some very romote place and only about 40 people showed, so he cancelled the show....the opening act had allready played too!! He was walking out of the venue, and I said, "Why dont you just grab Boz and Alain, and sit down and do an accoustic set, digitally record it, and then you can sell it and make a @#!!!load of cash! Use the time you have if the equiptment is allready set up!...He said no, he would rather go get a drink.

I sat and thoiught...what other artist routinely cancells gigs like this? NONE! Dumbass!

then I woke up

[crushed roses]

Brutalful! Where have you been? It's been a while. You have been missed.

> I dream about him about every other night...it gets very
> sickening sometimes. My minds landscape and all that. Last night
> I dreampt I went to go see him oin some very romote place and
> only about 40 people showed, so he cancelled the show....the
> opening act had allready played too!! He was walking out of the
> venue, and I said, "Why dont you just grab Boz and Alain,
> and sit down and do an accoustic set, digitally record it, and
> then you can sell it and make a @#!!! load of cash! Use the
> time you have if the equiptment is allready set up!...He said
> no, he would rather go get a drink.

> I sat and thoiught...what other artist routinely cancells gigs
> like this? NONE! Dumbass!

> then I woke up

[Brutalful]

Thats very sweet CRGS...Ive been quiet lately, but I havent gone away, m still right here, where I allways was