Wednesday, September 07, 2005

Ok computer is the soundtrack to my life

It’s amazing how some songs etch a deeper meaning inside your skin as you get older. Their meaning become more evidently clear, less ironic, more truthful. I don’t know whether to cry or laugh, maybe I’ll just do both. Do you see this face I’m making in this mirror, a few years from now this will be you.

Thom Yorke is a genius, that’s all I got to say. Of course, the whole band is superfragalisticexpialidocious. But Thom, is the voice, and he’s the songwriter. His words are my most treasured possession. There is this one version of motion picture soundtrack, a bootleg version I think, the first ever, just him and a guitar. I swear that man's voice can bring furnitures to tears.
The first time I ever heard this song, I totally lost it, even now it still gets to me when I listen to it and I’m having a bad day. Now I don’t know what happened to that song in the album. I don’t know whose brilliant idea was it to include the evil harps, and maybe Thom was really tired that day, cause when you listen to that song, he sounds slightly robotic…maybe that was intended.

Maybe Thom Yorke has always wanted to have a song that is beautifully sung in a robotic fashion. He’s a genius after all. He sang the lyrics to spinning plates backwards on Amnesiac,( that’s the equivalent of reciting the alphabet backwards). But of course they reverse his vocals on the final cut in the album; so he’d sound like he’s singing in English, and not Icelandic, like that dude in Sigur Ros, who plays his guitar with a bow violin style, only he doesn’t hold it up to his shoulder. It would be neat if he holds it up to his shoulder, I would be really impressed! But I guess a guitar is too heavy to hold up on your shoulder. This has gone on too long.

I love radiohead, I love radiohead, I love radio head.


mushr out

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