Saturday's edition of the Huffington Post U.K. features an article by Trevor Neal titled, "Me, Morrissey, and the Archbishop of Canturbury." Neal recounts the time he and his friend came into contact with Morrissey, and instead of asking for an autograph, they mooed.
"As fans you'd think we might have run after him and asked for his autograph or told him how much we appreciated his words and music. But we didn't. Instead we started mooing like cows. Very loudly, following poor Mozza down the platform. Mooing. Like the doomed, brown-eyed creatures he sang about in his vegetarian protest song, Meat is Murder. Moo! Moo!"
Mooing? Oh dear. Read the entire article here.
"As fans you'd think we might have run after him and asked for his autograph or told him how much we appreciated his words and music. But we didn't. Instead we started mooing like cows. Very loudly, following poor Mozza down the platform. Mooing. Like the doomed, brown-eyed creatures he sang about in his vegetarian protest song, Meat is Murder. Moo! Moo!"
Mooing? Oh dear. Read the entire article here.