It was March. Lockdown was on the rise and me and my father decided to go see Morrissey for my first concert.
It was a grand experience!
Seeing everyone cheering, seeing Morrissey doing what he does best, Not giving a f**k.
This encouraged me to be myself and do things normal boys wouldn’t do: paint my nails, dye my hair an unnatural colour.
That show was the first day that I’ve explored what it’s like to be submerged in a crowd of people who love what you also love.
I want to thank my father, who also is named Paul Wardle, for taking me on this amazing journey!
I now listen to Morrissey and the Smiths with the meaning to enjoy good music!
Personally I enjoy:
That joke isn’t funny anymore
Alma matters
Wedding bell blues
Throwing my arms around Paris
If you don’t like me, don’t look at me
And more…
They pulled me through lockdown and dealing with online schooling!
Thank you, Morrissey
This is my submission to the Mozarmy letter send off, and my message to you is to be who you want to be, and not give a F**k!
– Paul Wardle Jr
Letters to Morrissey 