not to beat a soggy horse but...

This is just too perfect (you'll see why in a second). By now I'm assuming you've all heard about the debacle that was the Radiohead concert at the Nissan Pavilion on Sunday. If you haven't, well, read this and if you were personally affected, check out this group on Facebook. Luckily, everyone I went with was able to 1) park and 2) catch the show. And let me tell you, those first six songs -- All I Need, Jigsaw Falling Into Place, Lucky, 15 Step, Nude, and Pyramid Song -- were awesome. Even the fact that it was raining at first seemed kind of awesome. However...(you knew it was coming)...after I got over the initial elation of being at my third Radiohead concert, I began to think the epic elements were less awesome and more annoying hazardous to my health. The sounds of the storm and and my retardulous idea to try to make a one-woman tent out of a flimsy vinyl tablecloth led me to miss most of the latter half of the show, not because I physically wasn't there, but because I was too busy cowering under my soggy shelter using my breath to keep warm.

I tried to keep dancing, but when you have four layers of wet clothing on, a failed tablecloth, a broken umbrella (Thanks Hypothermia Guy #1) and the completely wrong footwear (turns out leather ballet flats do nothing to keep your feet dry), no amount of sweet, sweet dancing will stave off impending death (you think I'm being melodramatic...ha!). And so as much as I hated to do it since I absolutely adore Radiohead, we decided to cut out early before the encores, not just to keep warm, but to avoid the gnarly vehicle rush that would certainly cause havoc later.

Clearly, at that point, little did we know that the traffic jam in Nissan Pavilion's parking lot/drainage dish/white water rafting river/raw sewage field was one big clusterf*ck since before the show even began. It took us about two hours to get out, which again is better than if we had just ran our tank to empty circling around that hell hole for seven hours.

You know, it is tempting to be angry at Radiohead, as some bloggers are, for choosing to go with the Nissan Pavilion, in light of all the group's boasting of a "green" tour and what not, but I just can't be. (Although, as far as I'm concerned the Nissan Pavilion can still suck it). Radiohead to me is like the puppy (I have in my mind) that poops on the rug, samples it, then jumps on your lap and licks your face. Despite all the doo-doo and shenanigans, it's still a super-cute puppy and Radiohead is still, well, let's just say the best band to have ever graced this exceptionally messed up Earth of ours (I think I can listen to All I Need on loop until the end of time...). I'm not mad at them.

In fact, I actually like them a little more today, especially considering a statement they put out yesterday regarding all the retardulousness of Sunday:

To everyone who made it, and put up with the torrents on the lawn, and came early to catch the Liars and our show, thank you so much for braving the deluge. I hope you heard what you came for, the music and lights diverting you from the wet. We got out of there around three am, and the pic [Ed. note: See the hotness above.] shows Jonny waiting in the loading bay whilst the water streams across the tarmac. We've had floods at Bull Creek, lightning at the RFK stadium, so there must be some kind of Biblical fix between us and DC. Frogs next time?

Ha! That's right! It's not them, it's not the venue, it's not even the weather -- it's DC! I mean, "Biblical fix" between them and this city? "Frogs next time?" Brilliant! It's almost as if Radiohead just wrote a guest blog for me. Tight! Now if only they'd be so kind to come back -- maybe to Baltimore to avoid the DC curse? -- and do a free show to make up for the fact that so many people either had to bail out early to avoid hospital time or physically could not enter the event. Just throwin' an idea out there...

Or Nissan could just give us all our money back since they pretty much stole it. To reiterate, SUCK IT NISSAN PAVILION.