Bonnaroo 2012: Highlights from Day Two (Radiohead, The Word, The Soul Rebels)

And so it continued, with a crisp slice-of-pie sky and an urgent push for fun by all the brethren. After draining a few delicious bottles of water and chowing down on a couple breakfast burritos, we were ready to roll into Centeroo for the ultimate show down of sound.

DAYTIME

@ 2012 || Photo by Stephen Taylor

It started off with in the vast field at What Stage, the holy brass masters hailing from New Orleans, who, after leading an impromptu Thursday night parade, took our hearts and welcomed us into funkville right out of the gate. It was great to see the second-line inducing brass rollers wreck shop on ’s main stage, proving to the audience that the Crescent City is beaming with ultra-sultry soul. Starting the day off in proper funk form, the band’s organic rush of songs swept the crowd into a dancing, cheering parade that would continue on into the evening and late into the night (Also of note, very few people can make a button-up and tie with cargo shorts look fucking awesome, but be assured, can rock it any way they want).

Onward the day went, and artists continued to spin the threads of sound through our ears, sewing and sewing the great and glorious blanket of commotion. Acts such as The Kooks, tUnE-yArDs, and , among many others, all carried the day with their groovy glistening sets, setting us free into the night.

The Other Tent Sign @ 2012

Then things started getting thick and heavy with emotion as Rodrigo y Gabriela and C.U.B.A. dominated our minds at What Stage with whirlwind phantasmagoria guitar licks, surrounded by the rhythmic pool of horns and percussion. This heady Mexicana tour de force was something to behold, and as we reveled with the band in a fury of joy, the curtain of day closed and night was upon us.

THE HEADLINER: RADIOHEAD

@ 2012 || Photo by Stephen Taylor

Into the depths of the crowd we dug while roadies and tech bro’s climbed wavy ladders and scattered around on the What Stage in quick preparation for the reason for the season, . I don’t like to use the word “epic” very often, but when I say this show was epic, I mean it was fucking EPOC. Thom Yorke, Jonny Greenwood and the rest of the alien-geniuses of (including a dual drummer combo for the fresh and tasty King of Limbs tracks) picked us up by our brains and sent us hurdling through the visceral mystics, drenching our ears with one of the greatest live performances of all time. Lasting about two-and-a-half hours and replete with two lengthy encores, the set was a luscious production of light and sound, and even though the schedule allotted the band two hours, at one point Thom told us not to worry about the bass beats forming some other distant stage – we took heed to his advice and continued to run amuck within the climbing walls of our expanding minds, soaked with everything from “15 Step” to the pounding “There, There”, and finally ending with the live monster that always is “Paranoid Android.” Ultimately, the set was the most liberating experience of my twenty-five years, and proved, yet again, that they own the musical world. So thank you, gents, for that.

RADIOHEAD FULL SET VIDEO