Every Day Is Like Tuesday

mylifewith.jpgLos Angeles Morrissey fans (is there any other kind?), here’s the moment you’ve been waiting for:

We are looking for 250 diehard Morrissey fans to be a part of PEPSI SMASH presented by Pepsi and WB. PEPSI SMASH will take place in Los Angeles, CA on May 25th, 2004.

If you are chosen, you will be one of only 700 people at this event. Thatís right, the best and only seats in the house and chance to be on television. PEPSI SMASH will feature four hit artists per episode. If you want to be a part of this unforgettable event, please click Pepsi Smash or visit www.1iota.com and choose PEPSI SMASH on May 25th to request tickets.

IMPORTANT INFO:
– YOU MUST BE AT LEAST 16 YRS OLD AND APPEAR TO BE NO OLDER THEN 25 YRS OLD
– YOU MUST BE AVAILABLE FROM 5:00PM UNTIL 10:00 PM ON MAY 25TH. NO EXCEPTIONS!
– YOU MUST LIVE WITHIN 100 MILES OF THE LOS ANGELES AREA

This looking-no-older-than-25 business sounds like the PR equivalent of “no fatties,” doesn’t it? I was carded buying beer on Saturday, but I was a teenager when The Smiths broke up. One of those should count for something, right?

In other L.A.-related Morrissey news, I read a review of the My Life with Morrissey DVD this weekend and it sounds creepily hilarious. Check it out:

Jackie, a hard-working assistant at a TV studio, pours herself into her work with an odd enthusiasm that her co-workers embrace with mixed feelings. An obsessed Morrissey fan, her off hours are spent talking to posters and photos that plaster her apartment. Her nights are spent scouring places Morrissey has been spotted around L.A. One fateful night things take a turn for the worse when by chance her dream comes true. Meeting Morrissey in a deserted parking lot, Jackie’s world is suddenly turned upside down.

UPDATE: I got Pepsi Smashed.

9 Replies to “Every Day Is Like Tuesday”

  1. “My Life with Morrissey” is pretty disappointing…I saw it at the last Silver Lake Film Festival, and most of us felt like the Moz aspect of the film was a gimmick more than a premise. Take not of the many “one star” reviews on Amazon….

  2. Bummer. I’m sure it also suffers from the complete lack of Morrissey’s music in the film. But then, I guess asking nicely isn’t going to get you any song rights.

    The DVD also has a short documentary about L.A. Morrissey fans, which I’m curious to see.

  3. I have to admit the short documentary is pretty amusing. Its crazy how different the demographic of his fans has changed from skinny anglophiles to chubbier hispanic rockabilly kids….

  4. Yeah, the DIW magazine review I read said something like all the pale, bespectacled geeks have moved on to Belle and Sebastian now.

    It’s funny ’cause it’s true.

  5. Morrisey is a friggin twat.

    He sucks.. and guess what all you Morrisey fans, your officially the new Deadheads.. so friggin obnoixious.. at least you bathe but it doesn’t make up for the excessive whining.

    Someone save me!! arggh!

  6. Who is this “Morrisey” with one “s”? Is he a Moz impersonator? Did he drop a letter to seem in step with the times?

    You must be a fan since “your” [sic] whining plenty yourself. Doowhatchalike, Mr. Cured Pork.

  7. An update for those (Typefiend) who care:

    Morrissey fucking flaked yesterday after I spent four hours waiting to get in! Actually, he flaked before that (meningitis? a likely story!), but nobody at Pepsi Smash had the red-and-blue-striped balls to tell us until they had bodies to fill up camera space.

    Phantom Planet played, though, so it wasn’t a total loss. I still think His Highness of the Huge Coiff owes me an apology, however.

  8. Morrissey is clearly the biggest whinge since Marx. My best friend listens to alot of shit, but the ‘Moz’ stuff is definitely the worst. Do you not get irritated by his voice alone? That noise he and his bunch of gay-lord friends in the Smiths make is of such loathsomeness that it challenges my conception of man as Nature’s final word. Is he a vegetarian? Probably, the pouf.

    And that video where he waves about some daisies. I say those daisies should be planted in his ass along with some big black man’s penis because that is clearly what he wants.

    You should all listen to Prince and find out what real music sounds like.

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