If you love Radiohead, then you've had this conversation:
Hater: “I don't know about Radiohead, man. I just don't get why people are so into them.”
Fan: ”Wait, what? Why are people into them? Because they are fucking awesome!”
Hater: “Yeah, I've heard that. But, like, it just sounds like a bunch of noise to me. I mean, that one song 'Creep' is OK. I like that one, I guess. And 'Fake Plastic Trees'? I can do that one.”
Fan: “'Creep'? For real? That song is 20 years old.”
Hater: “I know, but you can sing along with it and understand what the dude is saying. The other songs are just ... meh ... I don't get it. I'm not a music snob like you are, OK? Guh.”
So no show in recent memory garnered as much advance buzz and bragging ("Hey, bro, I got my Radiohead tickets. Did you get yours? Oh, no, my bad ... it's sold out...”) — and as much pre-emptive whatever hostility — as Radiohead's last night.
This one was for the fans, not the haters. Especially for those who swore we'd wait it out before giving in and heading to St. Louis or Denver in the past, fans of Thom Yorke and co. were duly rewarded last night by a band that last played these parts 16 years ago.
At one point during his band's sold-out show at the Beaumont last night, Queens of the Stone Age frontman Josh Homme said, "We may be drunk, but we still care. I may be really high, but I still care." He also claimed that he hadn't played in Kansas City for the past 19 years; but he was glad to be back. Everyone else packed into the Westport venue was, too, because Homme and his band fucking killed it.
Decades of touring, suitcases full of blow, and Axl Rose's L.A.-sized ego would have killed off the rock in most mortals long ago. But when metal courses through one's veins, these things are mere tribulations. So it is for Ozzy Osbourne, who brings his Ozzy Scream Tour 2011 to the Sprint Center with Slash (longtime buddy, fellow hardcore survivor and one-time Guns N' Roses guitarist) as opening act. Osbourne is touring in support of his 2010 album, Scream. But, come on, he's Ozzy! Does he need a reason to melt faces?
If talking about a song two days after you heard it brings tears to your eyes, then whoever wrote it must be some kind of crazy genius poet. That's my take on the dusty singer songwriter who played an intimate show in the Conspiracy Room on Saturday night. Of course, Sam Baker comes from Austin, Texas, where country and blues regularly ferment into intoxicating Americana.
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