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"It's Wet...it's Wednesday... it's Washington"

Just got in from the Washington DC show at DAR Constitution Hall - absolutely fucking amazing..... he opened with "How Soon is Now" and then launched into "First of the Gang to Die", I was in heaven, I mean if he'd stopped then it still would have been worth my $80 including Ticketbastad charges...

He played LOTS from the new album and I was thriled to hear a couple of Smiths songs including my absolute favorite, "There is a Light that Never Goes Out" for the encore. Set list as follows:
How Soon Is Now?
First Of The Gang To Die
November Spawned A Monster
Such A Little Thing Makes Such A Big Difference
Bigmouth Strikes Again
Let Me Kiss You
The World Is Full Of Crashing Bores
Last Night I Dreamt That Somebody Loved Me
Subway Train (into) Everyday Is Like Sunday
How Can Anyone Possibly Know How I Feel?
Now My Heart Is Full
Rubber Ring
Irish Blood, English Heart
I Like You
You Know I Couldn't Last

encore -
There Is A Light That Never Goes Out

He came onstage in a wonderful burgundy velvet coat - behind him were 10 foot high light encrusted blinking letters spelling out MORRISSEY, very Vegas Elvis style.
What an amazing show!


Review from the Washington Post:

Morrissey Strikes Again At Constitution Hall

As always, Morrissey has so much to answer for. How could the indie-pop cult hero take the stage at Constitution Hall on Wednesday night in a red velvet jacket? How could he perform in front of an Elvis-style backdrop that spelled out his surname in blinking red light bulbs? And how dare he allow his keyboardist to inject a tinkly synth-pop riff into "How Soon Is Now?," the existential boogie that was the American breakthrough of Morrissey's iconic '80s band, the Smiths?

In fact, the British singer (currently resident in Los Angeles) made all these things work, as only he could. He has an uncanny ability to fuse the elements of his sensibility -- lounge ballads with raucous punk, showbiz campiness with earnest introspection, maudlin self-absorption with ironic wit -- and an engaging naturalness as a performer. After storming the hall with an introductory selection of new and older tunes in arrangements that could be fairly termed arena-rock, Morrissey shrugged that the show was just "a pop concert. And you thought you were sophisticated."

In fact, the audience was sophisticated -- one fan who managed to scramble onstage kissed the singer's hand -- and so was the performance. Morrissey's first D.C. show in more than four years confidently ranged through his repertoire, not overselling material from his respectable new album, "You Are the Quarry," and including such Smiths classics as "There Is a Light That Never Goes Out" and "Bigmouth Strikes Again" (with its "Walkman" reference updated to "iPod''). In about 80 minutes, the performer united the crowd and reestablished his relevance. Once again, Morrissey had turned alienation, petulance and playful self-deprecation into triumph.

-- Mark Jenkins
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