For once I’d like a band to announce its retirement and actually quit. Actually never play again. Actually never come together for a reunion tour six years later. Actually never record a shitty ‘comeback’ album that features album art of them styled as they would have been styled 10 years prior. Actually take some time to go sail around the world. Fly to the islands outside of New Zealand and chill. Actually start, like, a hideous clothing line. Actually join the cast of some shitty network drama.
Before playing ‘Learn To Fly’, the group’s fourth song of the night, Grohl said: “Without making a big deal out of it, we don’t have any shows after this. This is it, man. Honestly I don’t know when we’re gonna do it again…and this is the perfect place to do it.”
[After the] set-closer ‘Everlong’, Grohl told the audience: “I don’t know when, but we’ll see you again.”
Get out of here, Foo Fighters. Quit. Eat cheese. Stay hydrated. Get a physical. Don’t think about music.