I attended this show. I smelled much sweet bud, but I was not, happily, surrounded by talking broheemses. My immediate broheemses were dancing. The man directly next to me was celebrating his 37th birthday.
Revisiting the experience has been instructive. I have even become fond of the well-mannered young woman who makes a trip to the bathroom during "Kid A." If you—like I once did—think Thom can be a bit wet, observe his Ed Grimley goodfoot here. (The footage is from the previous night, June 4, but Thom did pretty much the same dance on Monday.)
And who uses videotape? Why isn't the new song called "Hard Drive"? Or "iCam"? Or "Cameraphone"? (The answer probably concerns the musicality of certain phonemes and which vowels allow you to sing long, long notes.)
Posted by Sasha at June 8, 2006 11:30 AM | TrackBack