24/01/2005 4:12 in the morning
I shouldn't have stayed up so late. I start to listen to radiohead, and got a bit carried away with Thomas Yorke's hysteric voice.
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24 Jan 2005 04:14
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Radiohead at 4am… Exit Music might [not] help:
Wake… from your sleep
The drying of your tears
Today.. we escape
We escape.
;)
24 Jan 2005, 09:05
Or indeed 'Life In a Glasshouse', on which Mr Yorke's vocal performance is so piss-poor that the line "She is putting on a smile" comes out as "She is pooing on a smurf".
God bless that man. The big freak.
24 Jan 2005, 12:25
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