Idiotheque

This is not really the song I originally had in mind for your sensitive ears today, but it hit my thought-box (which also happens to be a jukebox) as more appropriate to reflect the current world events. So much for Nicola, Alice and June who are already far past the point of one more rescheduling, I'm afraid. So, I picked up this peculiar track instead not in support of Thom Thumb's obstinacy in defending a manufactured nonsense he strongly believes in (obviously, he'd be better off practising his yoga  while listening to Muse, which is what I do, for clearly Angels don't play this HAARP) — but rather because of its title, cryptic lyrics, and discordant warning sirens. Also, the chosen video is, for me, a piece of memorabilia and an emotional reminder of the unexpected privilege I had to be able to attend this fantastic show last May (getting tickets to see Radiohead in concert is a bit like questing for the Holy Grail, you know). Too bad experiencing it behind your computer screen is definitely nothing compared to the real thing. It's quite surreal since not so long ago, I couldn't get past OK Computer without a cringe (such a shame I know, but what matters is it eventually found its own way naturally). This is proof that our souls move in mysterious ways. May the misled pure-hearted find their way back quickly for there's so much they could do to hasten the awakening of humanity.

Ey@el

Who’s in a bunker?
Who’s in a bunker?
Women and children first
And the children first
And the children...

I’ll laugh until my head comes off
I’ll swallow till I burst
Until I burst
Until I...

Who’s in a bunker?
Who’s in a bunker?
I have seen too much
I haven’t seen enough
You haven’t seen it

I’ll laugh until my head comes off
Women and children first
And children first
And children...

Here I’m allowed
Everything all of the time
Here I’m allowed
Everything all of the time

Ice age coming
Ice age coming
Let me hear both sides
Let me hear both sides
Let me hear both

Ice age coming
Ice age coming
Throw it on the fire
Throw it on the fire
Throw it on the...

We’re not scaremongering
This is really happening
Happening

We’re not scaremongering
This is really happening
Happening

Mobiles skwrking
Mobiles chirping
Take the money run
Take the money run
Take the money...

Here I’m allowed
Everything all of the time
Here I’m allowed
Everything all of the time

The first of the children...

Original text by THOM YORKE
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