August 5, 2008

• A concert review

  It was good, really good. I sang about half the songs at the top of my lungs without worry because it was loud like most concerts are...

  They did awesome versions of The Gloaming and Climbing up Walls, both songs I didn't really care for on the recordings, but they were so good live. The version of "The Gloaming" was about worth price of admission...Thom Yorke was doing his little monkey dance and the light show started flickering like rain during the phrase "it should be raining, it should raining"...while the skies clouded up behind them...oooooooh

  They played a lot of stuff off of Kid A, which I was surprised. Actually the set itself was kind of dark...er...not that Radiohead has ever been known for being "sunny" but still they played a lot of what I like to call "ghost" songs like Climbing Up Walls, You and Whose Army (yes, they must have known I was in the audience), How to Disappear Completely and Street Spirit. I wasn't complaining because these are the ones I will skip to on my Ipod when I am impatient.

  I am not really a good critic though...they could have got up on stage and farted and I probably would have applauded.

  There were more drunk and high people floating around then I could stand. Leave it to me to be one of two sober people in the audience, my sister being the other. One drunk/high guy came to stand in front of us during the last 2 songs in the middle of his lap around the place. Why do people do laps anyways?...Is it the social experience? Do they have A.D.D? Anyways he did the dance that I like to call the "Floppy Cowboy" where your body hangs loose and you bouce up and down without your feet leaving the earth. Like you are riding a horse...without the horse. My sister got a real kick out of that, I thought at one point I was going to have to pull her out of danger because the Floppy Cowboy was swaying just a little too much.

  Most of the people in the audience appeared to be in the 20-30 range so I didn't feel too out of place I suppose. Actually I was surprised how many girls were there...I guess I have this stereotype that Radiohead is this dorky guy's band who collects all their albums and sings at concerts...wait that's me. Anyways there were all types: frat boys, theatre types trying to express themselves, rastafari, a guy with his pet broccoli on a leash, older couples trying not to look old, model girls with those stupid cowboy boot/skirt combinations and vendors lugging around big ass containers of ice, beer, water and Jack Daniels.

  Before they went into the song Bangers and Mash, Thom said that only a quarter of the people here in attendence drove. They have made it a point before, that touring impacts the environment negatively because of their own travelling and people driving to concerts. So I would be a big fat guilty on that part because I drove 3 hours...I am such a hypocrit.

  I got a T-Shirt for $40 which I considered to be a little pricey...I could launch into a whole different critique on how much price gouging goes on in there...but that is for another time..this post is already long enough.

  The T-Shirt says "I'm trapped inside this body and I can't get out"

  *edit - One last thing, who the fuck came up with texting messages to an overhead screen, to let people know that "Brian is the man" or "Larry, you should totally date my Mom" or "Marry me blah blah" or any other non sensical inside jokes that you and 3 of your drunk buddies will get...?

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