"Moz in Glen Burnie"
by Mort Shuman
|We got there around 6:45, and the doors opened at 7. I knew from just
looking at the place ("Michael's Eighth Avenue") that this was not your normal
venue for a "rock" concert. When I walked through the front doors, two thoughts
instantly came to my mind: this place looks more like a place you would throw a wedding
reception than a place to have a concert, and what the heck were they thinking when they
booked it?? No offense to Michael's, but this was very strange! Even Moz commented on this
It wasn't too crowded at first, but quickly filled up. There was an area to buy t-shirts, an area to buy food (I saw Pizza being sold...) and two separate bars, where you could buy not only beer but mixed drinks as well.
I saw all kinds of people in the crowd. I met a couple from Florida (he was from FL, she from DC), and spoke with a woman who was taking her son (who graduated college in 95) to the show. She said that initially, when she first heard him playing the Smiths when he was younger, she couldn't stand it... thought the lyrics were so depressing... yadda yadda yadda... but then, as she listened to it more and more, she found out that she liked it quite a bit, and eventually even made tapes to listen to in the car... Now if only MY mom would have been the excited about the Smiths and Morrissey!! Then I coulda had her help me fork out all the $$$ over the years for those imports!!!
Smoking Popes went on sometime around 8:00, and generally, the crowd was overall
enthusiastic. Contrary to what I had heard about some fans reactions, they actually
garnered a decent reception. The only song I recognized was that tune from
"Clueless" (yes, I am lame), but even if I didn't know the songs, I still
enjoyed the band.
The concert ended at 10:19 pm, exactly one hour. Overall, I'd say it was
a very good concert, much better than the one I saw in Philly earlier this year. Maybe it
was the song selection - very heavy on the Vauxhall/Southpaw material...
in fact, he only played the two songs from Maladjusted, which surprised me. And
it was the first time that I had heard THREE Smiths songs at one concert.