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Crazed fans (OK, Gen X moms) stormed the stage when Morrissey played the Kings Theatre in Brooklyn on Wednesday.
The perpetually petulant former singer of the Smiths, 63, stomped offstage in Los Angeles last week after just 30 minutes — sources said he was “too cold” — then canceled a string of subsequent gigs due to illness.
So fans were on pins and needles as to whether he’d deign to grace NYC.
But Morrissey brought the house down in dramatic fashion in Flatbush with a full-bodied, purple-prosed show, including downer quips like, “If I hit any bum notes, feel free to kick me to death.”
When he launched into depressives’ anthem, “Please Please Please Let Me Get What I Want,” the crowd — made up of indie rock survivors, Park Slope-adjacent parents in chunky glasses, groups of wobbly drunken men with bulging bellies and stiff quiffs, aging Oberlin grads, revivalist goths and one guy who seemed to have wandered in from a mid-’90s Phish show on acid — went ape, with a steady stream of screaming fans jumping on the stage to hug ol’ Moz as if he were one of The Beatles.
Security couldn’t keep the barmy army away, and gingerly placed the MTV-era faithful back in the crowd.
Morrissey was so pumped, he even ripped off his shirt and went topless after singing “Sweet and Tender Hooligan” as an encore.
Also this week, the British singer released his first single in three years, “Rebels Without Applause.”
He teased the crowd that his highly anticipated new album, “Bonfire of the Teenagers,” wouldn’t be out until they were all in their 90s, but that they “still might like it” at that age.
He has previously said of the release, “its fate is exclusively in the hands of Capitol Records.”
