Radiohead and me
Radiohead is inextricably linked with milestones in my life. When my wife Leigh and I met, it was just as OK Computer was released and it became the soundtrack of our first year together. We were both obsessed with it. Then Kid A came out when Leigh was pregnant with our daughter, Amnesiac when she was born and Hail to the Thief when our son was born. It goes on. I should do a Troika about that someday.
But they’re not an easy band to go and see. The last time Leigh and I saw them live was in Victoria Park in London, almost 10 years ago today. Since then, the mad scramble for tickets has always resulted in disappointment. Even if we had managed to get Glastonbury 2017 tickets, it looked like the view wouldn’t have been great unless you were in the VIP area.
So I’m still buzzing about watching them live at Glastonbury via tellybox last night. Yes, it’s never as good as actually being there, but it’s the next best thing and it was pretty damn spectacular. The view and sound quality was superb, and it was an absolute blinder of a set – with a real spread of music from the albums. Even songs like Idioteque that I’ve always been so-so about came alive (something they did for ‘National Anthem’ when I saw them at Victoria Park).
Photo of Thom Yorke by RTL on Flickr