Happy post-radiohead-concert day! Hope your weekend, reader, went well. Mine kicked all sorts of ass. In a nutshell, Funkmaster Pink, Becky, The Mexican, and I went to East Troy, WI to see Radiohead. The first time for all of us.. and damn dude, it was absolutely stellar. Certainly in the Top Five list of best shows i've ever seen. Right up there with Jimmy Page & Robert Plant, Rush, Blues Traveler, and Dave Matthews Band. All i can really say at this point is ... wow. I just danced my ass off, got down with my bad self, really got in touch with the music and the flow of energy between the crowd and the band. Purely spiritual, it was something that was well-needed and did a fucking excellent job at refuelling me, so to speak. Good shows have a way of doing that. :)

Highlights: Sail You To The Moon (i actually cried a bit during this one, a first for me, your intrepid concertgoer Goat), Idioteque (i've been waiting a long time to see this one live and just go nuts dancing), Myxamatosis (wasn't expecting it, and it's just so fucking chunky, it tore the roof off the place, and Fake Plastic Trees (cause it just hauls ass). The whole show was beyond expectation, but those songs there capped it all.

Oh, and Street Spirit too. And Lucky. And Sit down stand up, etc etc etc. damn

I should hit the sack here but i'll be sure to write more in the next few days, aboot the trip. Sleep well, reader - i know i will.