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Everyone had a Portishead album back in my day, and nobody was pissed off when it was played as the curtains came down on the night.
Beth’s voice is so iconic.
Absolutely chilling.
One of my most favourite songs ever – helped me through some bad times in high school, and over 20 years later helping me through some bad times again.
The Roseland concert must have been one of the best musical experiences of that generation. I don’t think there’s another rendition of this song – live or studio – that comes close to this.
By the way, this version has much better audio: [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=52bAsZI9xm8](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=52bAsZI9xm8)
Glory Box was nearly as good as Roads: [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SLrkE6T_m5Y](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SLrkE6T_m5Y)
Timeless song. I grew up with my old man playing this in the house all the time and hearing it now reminds me of being a kid.
Holy Crap, brings back memories. I got the Dummy CD in a Tower Records in Chicago January of 1995 fresh out of basic at Great Lakes NTC. This album was a good chunk of the soundtrack of my life from like 95-98.
All that dangerous motorcycle riding I did in SoCal was with this (or Protection from Massive Attack) blaring in earbuds from my diskman underneath the helmet at 70 MPH. Great memories . . .
First time I heard them on the radio, I thought they were called “Porta-Shed”, which…was *possible*.
The audio on this version is actually kind of fucked. Compare to [this](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LIpv2VTwyJA). Yes, it’s quieter, but skip to like 2 something and compare. OP’s version is warbly af
They were so good, and under appreciated