I see the same bands a lot. Lately, someone close to me asked if I’ve ever seen a band for the first time. Well, this wasn’t my first Radiohead show. I saw them at Bonnaroo in 2012 (great festival, it was my first Phish show and Umphrey’s Mcgee played until almost 7 in the morning) but unfortunately after their fourth song (Weird Fishes/Arpeggi) a companion of mine experienced an uncontrollable chemical discomfort and required two of us hauling him through a 30,000+ person crowd back to our campsite. For a minute I thought he might be the “naked, running guy” at the festival, and therefore requiring babysitting throughout the rest of the set.
So this is my first real Radiohead experience. The same friend I dragged out of the crowd at Bonnaroo attended the previous night’s show but sold his ticket for this show, so I attended alone. Some aspects of it could’ve been better: I would’ve loved not to pay $50 to park at the garden, I would’ve loved to know there was an opener and that I had more time to look for cheaper parking, I would’ve loved if the visuals weren’t reminiscent of the Windows Media Player visualizer circa 2006, and I really would’ve loved if they played some kind ambient noise between songs. A band known for pushing audio boundaries should be filling the space between songs with things I’ve never heard and will never hear again. Despite these things, the redemption of hearing Weird Fishes/Arpeggi while otherwise entirely carefree closed the loop on an experience left incomplete over six years ago. If you like world music give the opener, Junun, a listen.0 likes