The sad post
I love Radiohead.
If you didn't know that you have probably never met me before.
It was the year 1997, I was half way through my first year of high school. During this time the Baz Luhrmann version of Romeo & Juliet had just been released and everyone was talking about how great it was. I wasn't really interested.
A few weeks after it's release I was visiting my father in Canberra. Thinking I was into new release movies and other things most teenage girls were into, my father purchaced the Romeo & Juliet for me as a gift.
I didnt have many CDs at the time, so even though I had never seen the movie I was pretty happy to have something to add to my music collection.
I listened to the CD all the way through but track 11 really caught my attention. I found my self playing it over and over. The song was called Talk Show Host and it was by the band Radiohead. I remembered that my dad had the a Radiohead CD (OK Computer) in his collection so I taped it and took it home with me.
Two years later my Radiohead collection had become slightly larger and I was a huge fan. One day I noticed an aquaintance of mine -Lucy- singing Exit Music (for a film) from Ok Computer. I asked her if she liked Radiohead or if she just liked the song? She told me that her brother had the album, she had been listening to it and now they were here favorite band.
From that day on we were inseperable. Radiohead Everything. We wrote cartoons about them, sung their songs all day and when we got home in the afternoons we would both be staight on the Radiohead message board.
As the years went on Lucy and I grew apart. By year 12 we barely saw each other and in 2003 Lucy moved to Sydney for uni. We sent each other the occasional email and moved on with our individual lives. Mid 2003 Radiohead released Hail to the Thief. It was the greatest album I ever heard. By December tickets were on sale for their Australian concert.My dad and i were on the phone at 9am despretly trying to get tickets, using our mobiles to check up on each other's luck. By 10:30 am Dad called to say he had tickets for Melbourne.I cried because I was so happy.
During the waiting period I went to Mauz and got a small Blinking bear tattooed on my arm. I though 7 years of love deserved a spot on my skin.Each day I changed the countdown to Radiohead on my screensaver.
On the morning of the 27th of April my dad and my brother picked me up from my house and we drove to Melbourne, the whole trip they were both being arseholes and put me in a bad mood. Once we arrived in Melbourne we walked around a bit and I eventually wandered off to sit in the park because I was sick of their shit. While at the park I saw a group of people that reminded me of some friends I have in wagga so I approached them. The first one I talked to reminded me of my friend Ian, he looked pretty angry about something. "You weren't going to radiohead tonight were you?" he asked "why?" I asked back the guy that reminded me of Ian's room mate, Lee butted in "They cancelled".
"Bullshit?!" I excliamed. They all shook their heads. Five of them had travelled from Perth and one had travelled from Armadale. They asked me if i would like to join them in getting drunk and starting a riot. I said Ok.
Rather than starting a riot we caught a tram to a triple x store and then went to the Crown. We all wandered into a crazy looking bar called Barcode and found four more dissapointed fans. I sat at the bar and talked to the bar maid "I take it from your shirt you were going to Radiohead" she said, I said yeah and showed her my tattoo, "Aww darlin'!" she said and gave my a free beer.
I stayed at the bar for a while and walked back to the hotel when I ran out of money and bacame bored. On my way out of the casino they guy that reminded me of Ian called out "I'll see you at the last Radio concert ever. No matter where in the world it is I'll be there and I know you will be too!"
"see you there!" I yelled back.
I met up with my brother at the hotel and we decided to walk down to the Rod Laver Arena to see if there was mechandise, while we were there we watched a bunch of guys pack Radiohead's gear into trucks while hearing over and over:
I bought a poster and left. On the way back to the hotel my brother and I met some other radiohead fans, they took a photo of my tattoo and they decided to walk to the Hilton hotel where Radiohead were staying, I had nothing better to do so I went with them. We stood around for half an hour until I realised how pointless it was and went back to my hotel.
I put on the Radiohead special that was on the radio and went to sleep.
THE NEXT TIME ONE OF YOU BASTARDS KNOCKS ME FOR LIKING RADIOHEAD I'M GUNNA PUNCH YOU IN THE FACE!!
posted by Sarah @ 10:52 AM
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Ah yes, the cancelled Radiohead concert. I couldn't believe it myself when i was first informed.
Thom strained his voice, or some such thing.
Yes, I was there, at that fateful Sydney concert, where Thom sang his whole entire being out, and thus ended up with the strained voice.
I remember thinking, If only Sarah was here.
At the risk of appearing nostalgic (or another more fitting word), I don't think anyone could've understood the significance of that concert other than you, Sarah.
When leaving, I remember thinking, I really don't care if i get killed tonight, because no other night will ever be as good as this night, it's all down hill from here.
Right right right.
It was 1998, and I saw the film clip for Pranoid Android on Channel v. I thought, what a curious song. And it just got curiouser and curiouser as it went along. I borrowed the Ok Computer album off my brother (which I later purchased off him with my Placebo CD- an exchange which i will never regret), and that, as they say, was that.
A pure Radiohead fan was born.
This girl i never realy had much to do with at school- the one who shaked all the time for no reason, was sitting with me for lunch. I casually mention the band Radiohead, expecting a blank stare. Instead, rapid blinking and much shaking.
And, as Ray Martin would have it, a snowball effect resulted, we had Radiohead song line remember-offs, and the cartoons. Thousands of cartoons. (I don't know if i would be who i am today without those cartoons).
Next time Radiohead come visiting, I don't care what's going on, we are going to see them.
Save up your money, in a few years, hell, we'll visit Radiohead.
And finally,
FUCK THOSE PRETENSIOUS RICH CITY UNI STUDENTS WHO LISTEN TO RADIOHEAD BECAUSE ITS THE COOL THING TO LISTEN TO RIGHT NOW. FUCK THEM FOR TURNING UP TO THE CONCERT NOT KNOWING THE NAME OF ANY BAND MEMBERS. FUCK THEM FOR GETTING FREE TICKETS AND NOT TURNING UP BECAUSE THEY'VE GOT AN ASSIGNMENT DUE, AND THROWING THEIR FUCKING TICKETS OUT. FUCK THEM FOR HAVING KID A ON THEIR IPODS AND SAYING ITS THE PERFECT ALPHA MUSIC FOR STUDYING TO. FUCK THEM ALL.
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