Twas The Night O'Radiohead<P>alright let's get this over with because I'm starting to worry that I made all this effort for just a couple of people and everybody else thinks I'm a pompous windbag for thinking that my life's adventures are this important (guess that comes under the heading of "feeling vulnerable today")...<P>so, the doors open, people dash in like kids coming downstairs on Xmas morning and this band starts to play. now, me being a fairly new Radiohead convert - I always liked them but didn't study them - actually thought this was indeed Radiohead (Thom Yorke looks like what? him, right? the guy on stage is Thom Yorke isn't it?) for a sec and then, before completely embarrassing myself, asked somebody quietly who that was. Pulp, I was told. wow - another band that just wanted to play. getting even cooler.<P>it was fairly late and I was fairly inebriated when Radiohead finally came on so it gets rather fuzzy at this point. I have since amended my wayward misbehaviors so this will never happen again but I was young then. I can now remember with crystal clarity just how horribly tacky Nelly Furtado turned out to be, for example.<P>but there they were - Radiohead on stage at 2(?)AM. Ed from Live standing next to Michael Stipe looking like they were waiting to shoot their next scene in The Coneheads. Brad & Jenifer in that surreal image that got plastered over every tabloid in the world (I have a French newsstand poster of that one). Stipe getting up and singing my favorite song with the band. people in my little balcony saying over & over "can you believe this".<P>and then they were done and the lights are up and all of a sudden this is no longer all real but something that happened.<P>and that is really the event of it all for me: the process, the excitement, the memories. the actual perfformance was good, of course, but that's not the point. at least, for me. the fact that it is just the point for so many others is what I get off on. when we are a part of people's favorite memories in life - that's what it's all about. sounds sappy, but it's the truth.<P>and that's my Radiohead story.<P>now PLEASE nobody ask about Bull Run. I don't know that we're all ready to laugh about that one yet.<BR>