So I just saw Morrissey in Seattle.This was my second time seeing the militant vegan. And I was so excited.In fact, the whole time I was driving there, I was thinking how I couldn’t wait to get back and write on my Modline Blog about how awesome the show/ he was.Instead, I’m going to write about the douchebags in the front row that insisted on jumping up on stage and hugging him.You spoiled a great show.Now, I like Morrissey, but I’m not but I’m not going to pretend I’m the biggest fan of his solo work. In fact, in my opinion, not one of his nine solo albums holds a candle to any of the four Smiths records. That said, I do love Your Arsenal and I think his 2009 release, Years of Refusal is one of the best albums released this year.Needless to say I was really excited.Now, because I’m a huge nerd, I looked up the setlists he’s been playing on this current tour (having seen him already this tour I wasn’t worried about spoilers). He’s been playing about one Smiths single per album. That’s four songs. I would have paid the $62 to see him sing those four songs only, so to me, this concert was a steal.It started off great, as he tore into a harder, fuzz laden version of “This Charming Man” (felt kind of like Morrissey doing a cover of Death Cab for Cutie doing a cover of the Smiths). He then cut into “Black Cloud”, one of my favourites off of Years of Refusal. So far so good.Set continued with a few songs I was unfamiliar with integrated amongst tracks off of his latest, as well as “Irish Blood English Heart”, which was probably the (second?) best song of the night.He surprised me with a true-to-form rendition of “Cemetery Gates”, probably in my top five Smiths songs ever, and didn’t surprise me with an epic (and loud) version of “How Soon is Now?”.After a satisfying hour of Morrissey songs, sweetened with these Smith tracks, he leaves, only to come out for the entirely expected encore.HOWEVER, because these people at the very front of the stage (ADULTS!) seemed to think they were the only people at the show, they decided it would be appropriate to take turns running on stage and hugging Morrissey.That’s great, because, you know, MORRISSEY RESPONDS SO WELL TO ABUSE BY HIS FANS: OBVIOUSLY, the Moz left the stage, interrupting “Something is Squeezing My Skull” and cutting the encore short.So to the jerks who needed to jump on stage and ruin it for everyone else:I hope you enjoy bragging about hugging a reluctant music star (who probably also things you are all huge douchebags anyways) to people who don’t care.I also hope you aren’t bothered that you robbed two Smiths fanboys (and I’m sure MANY others) who drove from Vancouver to sit at the back of the highest balcony, and were eagerly waiting for his version of Smiths classic “Girlfriend in a Coma” and his solo classic “First of the Gang to Die” (WHICH ACCORDING TO SETLISTS ONLINE, WERE PROBABLY GOING TO BE PLAYED, ugh).It’s not like we were excited or anything.Despite this setback, the show was great.Morrissey even did his guerilla meat-is-murder schtick (that unfortunately, wasn’t as great as his “I hope that smell of burning flesh is human” speech at Coachella), which everyone loved.But seriously. I was ready to dance.Which is what I’m doing now.p.s. Isn’t the Years of Refusal album art (at the Top) the most bad-ass album art ever?