I’m not going to rewrite a lot of the review of Friday’s Radiohead show.  Suffice to say that the setlist was largely the same and there was a lot of crossover in terms of how the gig came off.  Make sure you read our review of their Friday night gig at Rod Laver Arena HERE.

 

In terms of the difference: Friday and Saturdays gigs did indeed have a lot in common, however there were some key variances which surprisingly had a profound effect on the impression the group left.  A much more laid back setlist from the band left the gig feeling much more subdued than the previous night’s effort.

 

Following up the standard starters of Lotus Flower and Bloom, were the equally laid back There There and a sublime The Daily Mail, which featured a low-key Yorke on piano with one of his most engaging vocal deliveries of the night.  Laid back songs were the order of the day, with the group taking the leisurely road through other tracks like Kid A, How To Disappear Completely, Nude, True Love Waits, Give Up The Ghost and the superb Exit Music (For A Film.)

 

That’s not to say the only Yorke we saw each night was ‘The Incredible Sulk’ as he was once dubbed, no there was much joy and energy onstage throughout the show.  Never more so than the again-energetic Myxomatosis where Yorke careered around the green lit stage like an alien version of Looney Tune’s Tassie Devil.  Further energy also came during the encore with Pyramid Song and Planet Telex which had the crowd, in want of a couple of classics, in raptures.

 

Radiohead were again in high spirits and a much more vocal Yorke was in particularly fine form, even tossing in a joke about wearing a tie ready for a job interview straight after.  Another enthusiastic show from a truly great band, fans could not have been disappointed with the show they got.  Personally, I couldn’t help being extremely satisfied with the presence of Exit Music (For A Film,) but objectively this show didn’t have the same rollicking energy that propelled Friday night’s show forward and as such didn’t quite measure up to the impossibly high standard set on that night.