For my ‘official’ review of the Morrissey concert go here.

To be honest, I never thought I’d end up at the much-anticipated Morrissey concert. I can’t really afford the astronomical ticket prices nowadays and the relevant concert promoter basically does not believe in granting this site media passes (and has never done so). In any case, I was pleasantly surprised when Fred Perry Singapore offered me a VIP ticket no less (thank you, Cheryl Ann Lee/Hazel Tan) and so I ended up sweating bullets on Tuesday night with the rest of the throng of mostly thirty- and forty-somethings who gathered to see the Moz up close.

To be frank, whilst I am a humongous Smiths fan, I have never cared much for Morrissey’s solo output. Sure, I am fascinated and entertained by his lyrical concepts always but once you’ve worked with the awesome Johnny Marr, it’s got to be pretty much downhill after that. So for me, primarily his attraction to me rested in his time with the Smiths for a short period of time – five years?

I suspected that the same held true for most of the assembly at the Fort Gate on Tuesday night – most of whom came alive for the few Smiths songs that Morrissey chose to perform on the night but most seemed somewhat bemused and subdued when Morrissey played his solo material. Though it must be said that his setlist came across rather focused on a balanced overview of his career – so perhaps it was surprising that he omitted popular tracks like “Suedehead”, “The Last of the Famous International Playboys” and “November Spawned a Monster” amongst numerous others.

But that’s Morrissey in a nutshell – unique, idiosyncratic and contrarian – who else would ‘treat’ his fans to an almost hour-long video exhibition of 60s/70s influences? Especially in the sweltering heat most in the crowd were probably questioning their very presence and most certainly did not get the point of it all. Rather brilliant, I thought.

As an event, it was fun and intriguing and often nostalgic and that was enough, I guess.