Sorry to get off subject, but who thought "half a person" looked like a goddess? She must be the most beautiful Moz fan alive!

I wonder if I could buy her a Jamba?

Why does there seem to be the impression that the Virgin/Moz management are doing their utmost to alienate the people who (should) matter the most - the fans?

The small print on the flyer states that no cameras are allowed in the store, only the DVD (which is full of years old material) may be signed and that wristband holders may not even be guaranteed to see him - and these are people who queued (according to the pics) from 7am to ensure a wristband!?!? There will only be 300 people to cater for, so it's not as though Moz will take hours to scrawl his signature on a similar number of DVD's.

I hope he shows up and people don't end up disappointed.

Paint a vulgar picture...

Well I'm Chris..moz head 2000. I'll be in line tonight. Hopefully I'll try to sneak in my camera in the signing, and get a quick pic of Moz. I'll take some video of the crowd, when i arrive around 10 or so. I'll be in line close to Jose From the Sweet And Tender Hooligans.

I'm trying to think of what to say, what to wear, whether or not to take a camera (which I most likely will). Even if we can't pose with him for pictures, I would still like to take pictures of people going up to him, talking to him, getting his signature, etc. Oh well, I'm still excited nonetheless.

Maybe if everyone takes a camera, they'll let up on the rule? I mean, they did with the "no line-up prior to 8am" rule. Let's hope!

Good luck everyone...and when you go up to him, don't freeze (like I will)!

Best of luck to everyone tonight. I will be in your shoes on Friday!

Good luck to those who got wristbands.....I was in line since 7:30am...but unfortunately....I was about five people from the cashier when they sold out...I wasn't disappointed (not like I was when I drove to Vegas)..my time will come, anyways..good luck!

it's not an easy thing to decide on, is it?

just curious, because my mind is virtually blank regarding this!

i was one of the lucky few to get a wristband, so i will see all you other lucky ones tonight.

 
Hey everyone its Monday at 4:00pm. And I just came on to see if anyone was online reading this. Here is the deal..my friend bought the DVD and got a wristband. Now the thing is she is not in So. Cal at the moment. So who would like to just meet Morrissey in her place??? The thing is that you aren't keeping the DVD, because she really wants it signed. But just thought I made this offer to anyone who loves Morrissey and would be happy with just meeting him. If interested please, please, please email me at bluelilly76@yahoo.com ASAP!!!!

MidnightBluelilly AKA Gabby
   

Thanks for the responses everyone. Wow that was fast but we chose the first email we got. So thanks for replying really fast and I'm sorry, I wish I had more :)

Midnightbluelilly AKA Gabby

virgin megastore NYC has been saying that the dvd would go on sale at 9am when the store opens on tuesday morning. i just called the store now (monday 8pm) and they are now saying that the dvd and passes will be sold at midnight, until 12:30! the store closes at 1am, but i guess they want people to clear out early. If you plan on going tuesday morning you may be too late - call first!

I got mine at 11:52pm(central) in Houston, TX. Way before everyone making a huge deal in LA. it was barely 10pm there. I hope that everyone in line got to meet him.

Good times for a change...
see the life I've had would make a good man bad"

"TRUE TO YOU - MORRISSEY"

Thank you Moz! You always leave me smiling.

Dennis
 

Well I got my dvd at around 1:40 or so, after Moz took his 10 break. I was so nervous, I just stood quite in line thinking what I was going to say to him. As soon as they cut my wristband off and walked to the line, I started to get teary eyed. Just to see him brought tears to my eyes. As soon as my friend Sarah got her dvd signed, I walked up to him. When he looked at me, I just hit the table. I could not believe he was talking to me. From there I just started to cry endlessly and with him saying "Why are you so sad?" just made it worse for me. As soon as he wrote Chris and handed me back the dvd, I took out my Smiths cd cover, the first album out from underneath my shirt.The security gaurd was a complete asshole, he told "MORRISSEY, NO", The only thing I could bring myself to say was "Please, Morrissey, Please". He was starting to sign the cover and the security gaurd was still trying to take it away. He finished it, and smugged it as he handed it back to me. I know have my DVD signed, and my Smiths debut album signed with his fingerprint clearly visibly, because he signed it with a silver marker. Then I shook his hand and walked off still crying.

I still cannot believe I met him, he is so amazing. I really hoped to say "Hello Steven", but my emotions really got the best of me.

"THANK YOU STEVEN"

~CHRIS~

I met Morrissey and it was so amazing. It's so unexplainable that there are no words to decribe how I feel. I got the chance to give him a hug and kiss his hand. I will never forget this day. Thank you Morrissey, I LOVE YOU!
*I just might die with a smile on my face*
~Brenda~

Well, The man's ego is not that huge afrer all!

Congratulations Guys!

I wish I could live in LA or NY:(

I was number 290 in line and there was a guy behind the table taking pictures of everyone when they were with morrissey. anyone know whats going to happen to those pics? i would like to get my hands on mine.

I got my DVD and stood in line to let the great man sign it. As it got to me, I became so nervous...I was actually going to stand face to face with my hero and talk to him!!!

When I handed him the DVD, he asked me what I thought of 'Maladjusted', which I though was a bit of a werid question, and I was slightly thrown. I replied 'It was good - not as strong as Your Arsenal' or Vauxhall, but still a good album. I thought this was a resonable answer, but he seemed to take great exception to my harmless comment. He slammed my DVD down on the table, having only written 'With Love, Morr" and grabbed me by the back of my head. He then crashed my head down onto the table with such force, I thought he'd fractured my skull. He continued to smack my head onto the table, shouting "BASTARD! BASTARD!" repeatedly, until two security guards managed to drag him off me, but not before he'd aimed a few sharp kicks into my mid-region. He then carried on signing peoples DVD's as calmly as ever.

Maybe the saying is true: you really should never meet your heroes.

Being a Moz fan is a complicated and varied thing. We come from all walks of life, all ages, but share a very real admiration for a Man who deserves it....

I refuse to go to signings for fear that I would take all my Smiths / Moz LPs and burn them.

To those fans who went and were disappointed, my heart goes out to you in a sincere way. I doubt very much that Morrissey would have done things this way....Don't give up on the music or the Man. Rather, just enjoy what he gives us....a sense that we are individuals with distinct dreams, hopes and style. I've been a fan for 18 years and came within inches from him at a Show. I gave him a gift I had purchased for him 10 years before, knowing full well that I'd get to present it to Him.

For now, my dream meeting with Morrissey will be just that........In my dreams.

Meeting Morrissey was not a dissapointment. He was so kind and unbelievably shy compared to what im used to seeing on stage :-) I managed to ask him how he was doing and he said he was doing and for a hug but the security was so Cruel when he got up to give me one they said noo.. no hugs! Understandable i guess since I was 160 in line but he gave so many other people hugs.! :-(
      Damn security..

  I just told him it was nice meeting him with tears in my eyes and he said it was very nice meeting me and we shook hands. He looked Great for those who are wondering. Hes a very handsome man as always and seemed happy to be there. I can't wait to see pictures of this. I only wish they hadn't taken away MY camera!

A new day has begun, and I'm still dreaming of him. The experience was unforgettable...
It was so great to talk to everyone and to be able to share this wonderful experience with people I care about. Seeing everyone's teary eyes and enormous smiles as the exited the Virgin Megastore was awesome. Even though security was strict, I believe it was for the best. It enabled everyone in line to meet him. Still, they shouldn't have been so rough. It was evident that Morrissey was upset with the way the security guards were acting. I'm just glad that everyone in line was able to meet and greet him.

I had to experience some drama before I was able to go up to him. They had just let me through the door, and I had to show them my wristband, ticket, and gift cerificate. I should them the first two, but when I reached into my back pocket for the certificate, it was gone. I frantically looked through the purse i was carrying, and it wasn't inside. The security guard then told me that without the gift certicate I would not be able to meet Morrissey. And with that news, I started crying out of frustration. I pled with him to let me in; I even showed him my receipt from the dvd's. He said I could go to my car and look for it. I went down to the parking structure, but it wasn't there. I started crying more at this point, and hurried back to the door. Just when I was going to inform him that I couldn't find it, and he gave me back my receipt and i.d., and he told me that he ran the receipt through the computer and it showed that I had bought one. He then grabbed a dvd, wrote my name on a sticky tab, and handed it to me. I just let out a collective sigh of relief and took my place in line. My friend Jay was in front of me, and when he turned around and saw me he gave me a hug. He had found out about my situation and was relieved to see me in line. :)

I walked right up to Morrissey. "Hello Sweetness", and he blushed (as usual). While he was signing my dvd, I told him that I had a website for him called "Whatever Happens, I Love You", and asked him if he could sign that on the dvd. He said yes, and did so. The rest was a blur, but what I do remember was before I left, I took his hand and I kissed it. Before I let go, I looked him in the eyes and with all the love and sincerity in my heart, told him I loved him and walked off.

"This night as opened my eyes...and I will never sleep again."

Morrissey, whatever happens, i love you.

(to check out the dvd cover he signed, go to my web page!)

I still dont think it was real, I can't find my self to even believe that I saw Morrissey and he saw me. Though I've been a fan for almost 10 years, gone throught the moz stages w/ the videos, posters, posting his quotes, t-shirts and just the simple admiration for him, I had never met Steven until today morning.
I've always dreamt of meeting him,what I would say, what I would do, and just talking to him like if he was a regular Joe. However, as I turned the little bookcase corner he just looked breathtaking, I ran to hug my older sister who was infront of me with tears in my eyes. then, when it was my turn, I just could not breath, move, or speak. my knees felt shaky, he said hello, signed my DVD, throughout the time I just began to cry, I told my self not to cry I wanted to compose my self but the more I saw him the more tears ran down my face. Me gave me his hand so I can shake,so I shooke it and I kissed it, without even thinking I mumbled "I love you" because thats how I felt, its not something I wanted to tell him so everyone else including the mean looking security guard to know, but I just felt that way, with the love of respect, admiration, gratitude and so much more. They were my first words and my last. I left and that was the end of it.

isn't morrissey the most beautiful thing in the world?

CONGRATULATIONS ALL YOU !!!

you did it... you saw him there!

i am extremely jealous of you all but very happy for you. it does sound like the man was incredibly pleasant despite obvious security problems. i do hope i get that opportunity someday to meet him...but i feel, from the stories that have been posted here, that all of our sentiments were received by moz thanks to those that did get to go. good for him to know we care. good for us to know he cares.

Im in love for the last time and I dont feel bad!
I met him finally those were the best 4 mins of my life. I was # 60 I got in to the building and there he was Perfect as he can be I cryed so much I couldnt breathe. I had to keep myself standing by standing against a shelf...so it was my turn and I got a signing on my back that I will have forever starting at 1:15 pm 10-17-00 and A hug that will last me till we meet again and words that will be in my mind for many years to come. Thank you Moz I love you * would you put your arms around me I wont tell anyone*
*~keri~*

I wish I could have made it to the signing... I am so bumed that I didn't get to go!!! All of you that met him, I am so sure that this will be the most memorable day of your life.....
**You most lucky people***
morrissey- sing me to sleep tonight!!

Very, very strange....

I do not understand why so many met moz and there are very few stories. David has not even updated the page about the event. This makes no sense at all. Anyways, I will be at New York on Friday and it will be amazing I am sure. I look forward to seeing everyone else there. Until then.......

nobody asked him about the new album?!

Some folks wonder why there isn't much posted. I have some ideas. One is that you can only write so much about an experience that probably lasted all of 15 seconds. Second, and more plausible to me since I saw so many normally steady people emotionally overcome after meeting Morrissey is that it may be impossible to express with coherent words how it is to meet HIM for the first time.

I posted this account earlier to the Maladjusted list:

Curiously, it was a giddy night for many fans, but I felt kind of disembodied, somewhat remote. I recorded the excitement of others around me, people who had only met Morrissey for the first time at the Virgin signing on Sunset. Grown men and women were crying, sobbing, shaking, screaming, leaping for joy after meeting duh Man...You woulda thunk the year was 1953 and Johnnie Ray was in town.

I stuck to my resolution to not hold up the line with unnecessary chatting with Morrissey because it took like an hour for Morrissey to meet the first 30 people. He was signing everything -- his works other than the dvd, various body parts (mainly females' backs -- it's not enough that a dozen L.A. girls already have his mug and name tattooed on their backs), books, etc. He hugged people, even up into the later numbers, and if you tried to hug the Man, he'd give as good as he got. Someone demonstrated on me just how Morrissey hugged her with a squeeze. She said he kind of hurt her with that hug and I expected it was a bonecrushing bearhug. It was a tight hug with hands repeatedly squeezing a sensitive spot of one's back near the waist, giving you the ticklish goonies. I thought, Ooh, maybe he's been taking lessons from certain pervvs I know on how to cop a feel.

It all happened so fast, just as I had expected. The security took my bag away from me, so I couldn't get out the recorder. The rent-a-cop at the table looked at my chest and said, "You know you can't have that shirt signed by Morrissey." Geez, I didn't come here to get my stupid shirt signed! Other people did, so I guess that's why rent-a-cop warned me. The dvd was playing on the monitors all around the store. I had seen it through the windows outside, but I hadn't caught "Seasick Yet Still Docked" yet. It was kind of disconcerting to see Morrissey's dvd playing on the screens while the songs of Gene (I guess he really likes them!) blared over the speakers. I think it was the live cd taken from the show at the Troubadour which Morrissey attended this past summer. I was there that night, too. Earlier, the intermission music from the tour had been playing, according to Michael Magdalena. Michael recalls hearing some Klaus Nomi.

I was in a daze. No matter, there were plenty of familiar photographers all around who could record the moment for me: Michael Magdalena by amazing luck had scored a press pass and Morrissey's Lefthand Man was standing off to His Moziness's left with a scary professional camera round his neck. David Tseng was around somewhere and I think he was photographing, too.

I told Michael that the people ahead and behind me were with me so that he should be sure to photograph us all meeting Morrissey and please give us the prints later. Michael directed Mark and me to get into the picture with Morrissey in the middle. I said, "Okay, it saves time this way!" Mark was first up. When Mark had to pop the question I required of him, I leaned in closer to hear. It was difficult to hear Morrissey speak because the damn sound system was so loud. It was an eminently satisfactory response but nothing I didn't already know or hear before.

Morrissey looked wonderful, elegant and beautifully groomed as ever. The thing that caught my eye was his cream-coloured shirt with ruffles down the front. Ordinarily, I find ruffles rather cheesy, but on duh Man it worked.

It was my turn. As per procedure, the security took the dvd out of my hands and put it on the table. Geez! You can't even do it yourself! It's as if they don't trust you to do that one simple act. When they

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My girlfriend and I were 169 and 170 in line. So
by this time we were being rushed through. It was
like we only had 30 seconds with Morrissey. She
went first and managed to get her Suedehead
Japanese 3" CD signed and the Ouija Board German
3" signed. The security didn't realize that they
were CD's because they were so small so they passed the items over instead of the DVD as she requested. As the Ouija 3" was handed to Morrissey, he immediatly responded saying "I have
never seen this, is this Japanese? This is Japanese isn't it." She said no it is German and
he showed it to all of the people around him and
kept on flipping it over and looking at it. She
asked for a hug, Morrissey stood up to give her one but the security pushed her away before she could touch him.
          As for me, it wasn't as positive an experience. I tried to get the loop Promo CD signed but the security wouldn't let me. I said
whats up with that she just got CD's signed. They
said those were not CD's they were something else.
So I turned to Morrissey and said will you please
sign The Loop CD for me. He replied "The Loop, No"
Knowing my time was almost up, I leaned over and
said the following "Morrissey I have just one thing to say to you, and I am speaking for alot of people when I say this. PLEASE DO NOT AVOID
PLAYING SONGS FROM THE KILL UNCLE ERA LIVE."
Morrissey responded saying : "Actually you do not speak for alot of people." He signed my DVD, I shook his hand. And then I said "It is mainly the
critics who feel that way." and as I was moved on by the security, I said "DO NOT LISTEN TO THEM"
The experience finally validated it for me. Morrissey just hates the Kill Uncle album. From the vibe I got from him I can tell you all not to expect him to play songs off from what I beleive to be his best album and era. MORRISSEY, WHAT DRUGS ARE YOU ON?

I was at the signing at Virgin on monday. My number was 211, so I was pretty far back. The rent-a-cops were getting impatient (I think they wanted to go home).
          I had all these ideas of what I was going to say and ask when I meet the man. When the moment came I could not do anything, my body froze. All that I could think of was what my mother had told me earlier. She said "who does signings at midnight, is he the devil?" So I blurted out to Morrissey what my mother told me and he looked at me, smiling. "The devil, really?" he said. The rent-a-cops tried to push me away so I could leave, but as I'm about to, I remember I had a piece of paper with a quote that I wanted to give to morrissey. I head back and tell him that I wanted to give him a quote. He says, "is it a nice one?" I say," well take a look." He does and smiles, while his eyes get very wide. He slips the paper,which also had my e-mail address on it, (hopefully he will e-mail me; yeah right)into his front pocket of his blazer.I then begin to walk away forgetting about the camera I had sneaked in. It was magical and a dream come true!
        For those of you wondering what the quote was: "one day we shall meet again, where there is no darkness."

boy, if my mother could see me then, standing in line for hours waiting to be the number 178 fanatic (or198?). the whole thing wasn’t a “Look at me, mom. No hands!” kind of moment. & talk about all the bureaucracy involved. but that would be too much to delve into and boring and besides the whole experience’s point-- except that i got pretty pissed off when i first stepped into the Mega store at around 8pm and the security guard, who after looking at my bags, sternly said, “You can’t take any pictures.”
Come on, it was only 8pm and i could’ve been a regular Mega store shopper with a friendly-looking green bag. I grinned and said, NO, I know. He then noticed I wasn’t a threat and snapped back: “Only if you’re going to take a picture of me.”

But being number #178 was one of those definitve moments in my life, like when one first confesses to a priest (if you’ve ever been a Catholic), passes a driving test, or gets married or something. i’ve entered a new phase, new terroritory in the lifespan of my fanhood. Kinda like we’re now on cocaine instead of just
casually smoking pot, except morrissey is more of a positive experience, not so destructive.

so waiting for our godot, for our dear hero, around the corner of the Mega store was pretty fun. some crazy girls were cheering up at the topmost windows, thinking they had spotted him. at moments i joined in their cheer for the sake of letting out some of the butterflies that were tensing up my stomach. but for the most
part, i comforted myself by popping in some cinnamon breath mints that fan #177 was offering in front of me. we could’ve finished the whole little case. Thank you for the happy pills that helped us laugh along the wait.

some fans came out somewhat upset after the meeting, which scared me. they wanted so much more, and were disappointed. mostly at the guards, though. one particular girl complained about not being able to touch him. i was worried about receiving a huge let down. so then i thought: “wide to receive almost
anything you’d care to--”

the actual experience was like stepping into a hospital. as soon as i had my two bags inspected, my pockets searched, then was i ready to open up and say Ah & throw my hands on the table for nail inspection. There was this girl asking for your name and then she’d write it down on a yellow stick-it & then place it on the dvd-- we were # no longer! we were individuals! the lights in the store seemed hospital-white to me, and the noise around me was all off. i heard from some people that music was, in fact, playing in the background. my senses were totally on recording the visual info and what our hero would say. i was truly trying to be as objective as possible, not letting my feelings get in the way by making me blind. but i was, i guess, and somewhat deaf.

i’ve got an awesome snapshot in my mind of his side profile before the actual meeting, and then i thought: O here i go there to thee, thou--and right when i realized how amazingly strange my footsteps seemed to not fall on the
white tile, there was no sound, things were kinda in slow motion for a bit. but not for long, the security took my bags away from me, and then handed the dvd to our hero.

he owns the swiftest blue eyes alive. to lock up his gaze with mine was not possible for me. but the little limelight he gave me...well, i’ll harbor that and keep in mind and everywhere else in me. the actual, small conversation, too. his signature and the way he wrote my name is blazoned on my dvd. So, hopefully, i won’t be reclining on an analyst’s couch quite soon after all.

From the sound of things, the in-stores are completely ridiculous. People are being treated like shit! I am very capable of telling Morrissey my own name thank you! I also have always hated the fact that security HANDS the item to be signed to the person. This is ludicrous. I worked in the industry and set up many an in-store. I made sure that people had some personal time with their idols. The idols in return, loved it. I feel that Moz should set things straight to the security about how things should run. This of course if he really wants to mingle. A hug takes 10 seconds. A signature takes 10 seconds. A brief hello, maybe 20 seconds. What is the problem. Also, if you are going to sign old stuff, make it known. Do not just do it for a chosen few. Please Morrissey, treat us as you would the animals that you support so much-with respect and in a decent manner. I will be at the Friday in-store and look forward to meeting the person that has had a HUGE impact on my life.. I truly hope it is not a fiasco like Monday! For God's sake it is only a few hundred people!

do you all think that the security just decide to be mean? that they figure "we're not going to let anyone hug morrissey today", and "we're only going to let him sign the dvd." Helllooo? don't you think the security get a list of do's and don'ts. and who is in charge of the whole shabang?? who makes all the decisions? our man morrissey! he plays the goodguy, he doesnt want to be the one to say "hey, paws off", "im tired of signing damn tee shirts!" so he has someone be the bad cop! he is always IN CHARGE! he picks the music that is played in the store, he picks what his entourage eats, and he decides how close he wants to get to the fans. He won't say "no" in your face if you ask for a hug, but he will discourage everyone from asking.
dont get me wrong i love morrissey...and i understand why he had to do these things. but you're all putting the blame in the wrong place.