Monkey and I met the Leaches the other night and we headed out to the Radiohead show. I’ll be honest, I have always been a fan of Radiohead, but never would I list them as one of my favorite bands. I was fortunate enough to see them in the early 90’s in a small venue, and despite them not really being one of my favorite bands, that show is scorched into my memory as one of the best shows I had ever seen.The other night was a much larger venue. My experience teaches me that a larger venue is never as good as a smaller venue. That being said, Radiohead was again outstanding. They played a incredibly tight set, highlighting the In Rainbows Album, but through a long set, and 2 encores, they touched on some of the old favorites from Pablo honey, OK computer and Kid A. No they didn’t play Creep. In short I was pretty blown away. My camera really doesn't do the sound justice. But that's okay, I dig the clips anyway.
At one point in the show Kathleen looked at me strangely, she must have been worried about me. I soothed her fears letting her know that the difference between my dancing and me having an epileptic seizure, was that if I was dancing I’d be on my feet, if I was having a seizure, I’d be laying on the ground.
I’m not usually one caught up in light shows, but if I did have epilepsy, I’m sure that the light show would have tripped it faster than sonic the hedgehog. Trippy to say the least.
All in all , a great show.
The other day my buddy Mark the Shark sent one of those “get to know you” emails to me. I usually like that stuff, but had little time to answer. The one question that intrigued me was:
How do you want your friends to think of you: I didn’t answer there, but I will here:
“a kind and supportive husband, has fun, works hard at his craft, gives back, funny in a jackass kind of way, gets it…”
Cross is coming soon, I better get my but in gear and do something besides grass track. I mean seriously, I’m gonna have a sweet 2 minutes, but the other 43 minutes of the race are going to be ugly…
More rock and roll.
Respect
faticus
At one point in the show Kathleen looked at me strangely, she must have been worried about me. I soothed her fears letting her know that the difference between my dancing and me having an epileptic seizure, was that if I was dancing I’d be on my feet, if I was having a seizure, I’d be laying on the ground.
I’m not usually one caught up in light shows, but if I did have epilepsy, I’m sure that the light show would have tripped it faster than sonic the hedgehog. Trippy to say the least.
All in all , a great show.
The other day my buddy Mark the Shark sent one of those “get to know you” emails to me. I usually like that stuff, but had little time to answer. The one question that intrigued me was:
How do you want your friends to think of you: I didn’t answer there, but I will here:
“a kind and supportive husband, has fun, works hard at his craft, gives back, funny in a jackass kind of way, gets it…”
Cross is coming soon, I better get my but in gear and do something besides grass track. I mean seriously, I’m gonna have a sweet 2 minutes, but the other 43 minutes of the race are going to be ugly…
More rock and roll.
Respect
faticus
4 comments:
fun to get out and dance...
I do not do that enough
We still have your slot at the
Tuesday Night "Smackdown" to get
you back in shape.
How can you skip a ride that has a
hill named after you? - Mt Faticus
I bet Radiohead would be cool at a smaller club for sure.
I think it's been 10 years since I have seen a band play live (except bar bands).
You're a secret hippie. I knew it! Radiohead? I can smell the patchouli from here. Next thing you know, you'll be driving a VW bus and asking people if they can spare a smile. Oh, and the dancing like an epileptic confirms it. Only hippies dance like that. And the dude from Joy Division. Cause he WAS.
Peace, love and all that happy hippie horse shit.
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