Hi guys,
is there anyone that have an extra ticket for radiohead's LA shows.
there isnt any resale ticket. it my dream to be in their show!
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01. Burn the Witch
02. Daydreaming
03. Decks Dark
04. Desert Island Disk
05. Ful Stop
06. Lotus Flower
07. The National Anthem
08. 15 Step
09. No Surprises
10. Tinker Tailor Soldier Sailor Rich Man Poor Man Beggar Man Thief
11. Separator
12. Planet Telex
13. The Numbers
14. 2+2=5
15. Everything In Its Right Place
16. Myxomatosis
17. Idioteque
encore
18. Let Down
19. Present Tense
20. Paranoid Android
21. Nude
22. Bodysnatchers
encore 2
23. Bloom
24. Street Spirit [Fade Out]
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How is it possible
for me to be more lonely
when I'm with you than when
I am on my own?
I guess that when I'm with you
it's not just you but
it's all the other people that
you might have been
if things hadn't happened
quite the way they did.
At what point do I realize that
it isn't you, it's just that
I can't keep myself from wondering,
can't help but deconstruct?
I know you like security,
and certainty, and surety,
but I get nauseated at
the thought of standing still.
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Yes I know you want to fuck
and no, we probably won't again--
you haven't listened
to a word I've said.
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My body like a weapon,
one you'd like to hold--
do you fear me now
or have I been too bold?
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Oh, little girl,
how you wanted to be
someone fearless and brave,
now you hide from the sun!
Oh, little girl,
thought you'd rule the world--
what a terrible thing
to waste a wish on!
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Should have kept my mouth shut
shouldn't stick my neck out
shouldn't stand so tall when you
just want to mow me down
Should have kept my clothes on
should have kept my legs shut
I can't speak for all but
I can speak at least for me.
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I lock the front door to my
best friend's parents' house,
Oh it sure is nice to be here
but it sure as hell ain't home.
Walk towards the lightning storm
and I hope it rains
and I don't know where I'm going
but it sure is nice to roam.
This is the first time that
I've ever been alone before,
and I just want to crawl
back into your bed
and please don't tell me that
you'll take me back into your arms,
you can't force a love to
rise up from the dead.
best luck tonight ~
thinking of you
I'm an addict.
You laugh, haha, haha, how can you be addicted to that? No such thing as too much of a good thing
plus maybe if you play your cards right
you might just get to fuck me--
no such thing as a true friend
once my cunt is on the line.
The following article is particularly important to me, not only because it perfectly captures my intent with this blog, but also illustrates the personal “drama” of my life. How do you communicate with others when what motivates you is self-development and conscience awareness for a better world and you get called all sorts of names and charged with petty accusations for your efforts? Not just by strangers but your closest relatives. Why do we even persist in trying? Because we're kind of stupid? Out of naivety? Optimism? Or maybe it's because we're just our authentic selves and nothing and nobody — neither emotional blackmail nor fear of rejection — can ever coerce us into fitting the mould of compliance set by a castrating society which conditions us at every level in order to breed us like chicken. Chicken run! :D
On a more personal note, as recently as yesterday I was trying to be obliging with my own (extremely self-hating) mother who keeps complaining that we can never talk. So I tried to engage in mundane conversation to avoid any kind of controversy. I began telling her how I might have found out what triggered some of my current health issues, but she rudely cut me off in mid-sentence saying, “Oh yes, I know, it's because...” An almost systematic way of hers. No matter what I say, she can't help showing that she KNOWS. The problem is she knows absolutely nothing and what she thinks she knows, while arrogantly interrupting me, is all commonplace and never anywhere near what I actually have to say. So I either stop and shut up (what's the point if she's all knowing?) or insist trying hard not to get carried away while she's being downright rude, explaining as quietly as possible that it would be nice if she would just let me finish since what I meant to say is nothing like what she had in mind. It always turns out to be a total waste of time as, in any case, she continues unabated until I finally lose my temper, giving her all the evidence she needs that I'm always trying to impose my views on others... Mirror, mirror on the wall, who's the unfairest of them all?
So what do I do? Carry on assuming the stigma of the ingrate daughter thus allowing the manipulation to make me feel guilty and undermine my self-worth? Or realise that I was raised this way and that the lifelong lack of self-confidence that led me to miss many opportunities while having a dramatic influence on every choice I made was all but another form of conditioning.
At any rate, reading this article sparked out many neural connections in my brain — triggering sudden insight and I do hope it will be the case for you as well. Today of all days you're more than welcome to share your own personal experience in the comments below.
Read article HERE
Also available in French HERE
Wrote this little story. It has some bad words in it so cover your ears if your feathers are easily ruffled.
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"How long have you been attracted to me?"
I wasn't attracted to him. Never had been. But I also didn't want to crush him because I know how men are.
He had told me about his masturbation problem. I wondered how many times he'd jacked it today, wondered if I had run through his mind doing nude somersaults and lipping my licks and rubbing my clit. I wasn't afraid of the answer per se, but it didn't make it any less weird.
I'd just come to realize the harsh truth that I was a sexual being in a sexual world, and in the eyes of many, I was a piece of meat. I was newly single and felt as though all my friends who had kept their desires in check out of respect for my former relationship were now finally allowed to express how they felt, and it was only a matter of time before they all came a-calling.
I'd broken up with my boyfriend two and a half weeks ago and in that time had hooked up with him 4 times (once after coffee, once after lunch, once while his roommate scowled and simmered jealously in the living room, once in the bathroom of a very small apartment in the middle of a party).
I'd also hooked up with a close friend, a photographer I often worked with, a photographer I used to work with, and I had gone on no fewer than 3 other dates with people in my orbit. It was getting a little overwhelming, in truth, but it was nothing I couldn't handle. I savored the chaos and delicate web of emotions. It was a puzzle I had to solve.
But the immediate puzzle before me was what to do about this situation: my friend, whose boyfriend I hooked up with two weeks ago, who herself had expressed interest as well; my friend, with whom I was about to live for the next year in a small house in a small city; my friend, whose brother sat before me on the bed in the spare bedroom at their parents' house where I was staying while I figured out the rest of my life; my friend's brother, who I'd known since before middle school, boner pressed against his gym shorts, lips puckering up for a kiss.
And who was I to refuse? I had opened my legs to all sorts of men--the geriatric sculptor with liver spots on his hands, the man who limped and photographed with one arm because of his condition, the artist with the alcoholic menopausal wife, the sexual predator with the chickens running around the yard, the man who hadn't felt a thing in years.
What was one more, especially if it would lead to happiness? It didn't cost me much, but meant so much to them.
The truth of that fucked me up real good.
Cursed to vibrate at
the lowest frequency--
my humming heard in
every bar, street, and subway car
and I can't go far without
coming face to face with
the truth of what I am to you:
a hole
waiting to be filled.
OPEN LETTRE « PLEASE DEAR RADIOHEAD GUYS: GO BACK TO THE ROOTS »
I’m your N° 1 fan since the 90’s. I used to dance all your songs at my favorite Rock bar in Cali, Colombia named “Sesame Street”. I used to buy your albums and I listened on my way to study.
I went to the concert at Alges - Lisbon, 8 July. And let me tell you… I LIKE SOOOOO MUUUUUCHHH!!!! THANKS GUYS FOR SUCH AN EXTRAORDINARY SHOW!!!!
Today, I think honestly, without hurt any feeling, that you are lost the essential of Radiohead. I understand that a group must evolve, the lyrics, the sounds, the melody, the harmony, the instruments, etc. …
But I think that evolution is so distant of your beginnings and development as a group.
At the beginning Radiohead, was basic and complex at the same time. The three guitars and its distortions, the bass, the drums and others instruments for coordinate all. Ah!!! I didn’t forget the awesome voice of Thom York! Your music was guaranteed of quality and talents!
You have had an excellent sound, with character, force, heart and the most important SUBSTANCE!!!
When I listen the new album “A moon shaped pool” I can appreciate your music as a fabulous NEW GROUP, that’s not RADIOHEAD. It lacks of power, soul and continuity of all your abilities. Your capacity of evolution lets behind your origins.
Please, dear Radiohead guys: go back to your origins!!!
Hi folks
My first Radiohead gig; Edinburgh Corn Exchange 2003.....anybody else go?
i was around maybe..twenty one...or maybe...twenty two...and it was my birthday...I was sitting outside on a porch of someone elses' house...I had just cleaned my boyfriends room and was waiting for him to return (from work or some party)...it was storming outside...so I was listening...because I always love to listen to the wind the rain and the sky..but this time was different.
it was storming for sure...just like many other times. but this times it sounded "circular" there was a sound above that resonated...like...as if...imagine somebody touching their fingers on a wine glass...only this sound was encompassing the whole sky. the whole sky. the circufrance was huge. it made me want to cry and laugh at the same time. I could hardly believe my ears.
I heard this sound. resonate around me...and through the storm.
I listened to it for hours...totally en-tranzed. the roommate that lived at the house of my ex boyfriend, Ariel, she asked me what I was doing outside, and I said I was listening, and I asked her, don't you hear it? the sound....circling above like a crystal glass bigger than we can ever imagine? bigger than we can make sound? she waited a while...enough to hear it...but I couldn't tell if she was saying she did hear it to appease me or because she really did. the look in her eyes told me that she did. anyways it doesn't matter because I heard it. and it was.....with or without me hearing it.
out of this world.
to this day...I don't know what that sound was....and never will...but it was..beautiful...
surely that was one of my darkest hours...happy to hear some bells...in the darkness...
I carry on...as all energy does...we go on...
I'm just grateful for the sound of creativity and life.
this is what I am alive for.
X
The Bends has been a permanent fixture in all my cars for the last 20 years. Played pretty much every day in some shape or form especially Planet Telex-still sends a shiver down my spine even today!
Ive got all Radiohead's CD's and i have to say 'A moon shaped pool' is what has prompted me to do this blog.
Absolutely awesome! i have no fancy or arty comments re the technicallity of the music just that it has struck a chord with me especially 'Burn the witch', 'Daydreaming', 'the numbers' and 'tinker tailor...'
Will these songs be with me in 20 years time like Planet Telex ? i don't know, all i can say is they send shivers up my spine right now and thats what great music should do!
Radiohead you have once again cemented yourselves as my favourite band!
Thank You
Milnsey
Thom Yorke
Roger Waters
Tom Waits
Charles Bukowski
George Carlin
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01. Burn the Witch
02. Daydreaming
03. Decks Dark
04. Desert Island Disk
05. Ful Stop
06. My Iron Lung
07. Talk Show Host
08. Lotus Flower
09. The Gloaming
10. Exit Music (For A Film)
11. The Numbers
12. Identikit
13. Reckoner
14. Everything In Its Right Place
15. Idioteque
16. Bodysnatchers
17. Street Spirit [Fade Out]
encore
18. Bloom
19. Paranoid Android
20. Nude
21. 2+2=5
22. There There
encore 2
23. Creep
24. Karma Police
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boa sorte!
muito amor
I was two or three years old
in South Africa
with my mom
at the seaside somewhere
I went up to this little girl
this beautiful little baby
she had chocolate coloured skin
and hair that felt like a sheeps fur
I touched her head
I looked into her eyes
and
and I kissed her
because
she was the most beautiful thing
I had ever seen.
I was there...
with you...
in space
you were...
looking at the world below
and
while you were there..
I was here..on earth
laying on the beach
somewhere in Liguria
I slept near the sea
on the rocks
listening to the waves
looking at the stars
and I said to you "hello"
in my mind
looking at the stars.
looking at you looking at "us"....
I said " hello" ...
and I imagined myself to be
where you could have been...
and I asked
"is there anybody out there"..
and the thought echoed into eternity....
"is there anybody out... out.... out ...
there... there ...there ...there..."
Does space feel empty and cold like many people imagine it to feel like?
or does it feel full of feeling and emotion? I wonder...what it feels like to be in space...
I wonder...
X
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Radiohead - Le Foto del Concerto all' OpenAir 2016 | Freak Out Magazine
photo by Ludovica Bastianini
http://www.freakoutmagazine.it/03-07-2016/fotogallery/79349/radiohead-le-foto-del-concerto-all-openair-2016/
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«Wir heissen Radiohead» | Tages-Anzeiger
http://www.tagesanzeiger.ch/19951731
Ein Feuerwerk zum Jubiläum des Openairs St. Gallen | Aargauer Zeitung
http://www.aargauerzeitung.ch/kultur/musik/ein-feuerwerk-zum-jubilaeum-des-openairs-st-gallen-130401314
Dank Radiohead in den Orbit | SRF
http://www.srf.ch/radio_srf_3/p/dank-radiohead-ins-orbit
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01. Burn the Witch
02. Daydreaming
03. Decks Dark
04. Desert Island Disk
05. Ful Stop
06. Lucky
07. Talk Show Host
08. Lotus Flower
09. No Surprises
10. Pyramid Song
11. The Numbers
12. Identikit
13. Weird Fishes / Arpeggi
14. Everything In Its Right Place
15. Idioteque
16. Bodysnatchers
17. Street Spirit [Fade Out]
encore
18. Bloom
19. Paranoid Android
20. Nude
21. 2+2=5
22. There There
encore 2
23. Exit Music (For A Film)
24. Karma Police
so much thanks for streaming
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Translation from “Evgenii Onegin” by A.S. Pushkin
MS 2.20.16
(This character was barely 16 years old when she wrote and sent it :-))
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I write to you – what else is there?
What more is there for me to say?
And now, I know – it is your power to punish me
With scorn and hate…
But your compassion and true self,
Will make you save me from this fate….
I did not plan to overwhelm you..
I always step aside, observe…
I would have never said a word if there was a chance, a glimmer of you approaching our abode..
Not every day but maybe once…. a week a month or just sometimes… some regular rotation visits…
.. To hear your voice to see you speak to listen to your thoughts and logic,
To share a word, and then just think and dream of what you could have said next time you are in…
Sweet dreams of our next encounter, your thoughts your hopes, but ….. not a chance…
I’ve heard that you preferred a solace -
There was no interest in romance.
They say you’re bored with our sort.
So simple, and naïve, and happy.
We opened wide our doors to you…
Sophistication and high matters
Are not our strongest suit, that’s true…
If that’s the case, why had it happened?
Why ever have you come to us?
I would have been so calm and happy without you in our lives.
Eventually, I would have gotten married
And knew no torment and no fright
Of love and hope, and delight…
In time I’d been content as mother, as friend, and capable consult..
I would’ve gone on and I’d been happy and sure of duty in one’s life….
It pains to think, it’s quite unreal to picture me with someone else..
For you’re the only one who matters - the core of life the light of day..
I’d give my soul, my heart, my being for you to keep and use at will..
I am certain it was predetermined
It was a plan from up above
It’s in my gut, resolve, and soul;
It is my focus and my might.
My life till now was just rehearsal
So I could meet you, talk to you.
I loved you long before I met you
I do so now,
I always will.
That’s it…
It’s out there now..
It has been said…
Enough, I’ll stop.
I have to send the way it’s written…
Right now….
No proofread and no sort…
One thing…
Please let me know somehow..
Perhaps a sign or just a thought..
Do you feel different or nothing?
Am I confused or is it right?
I am so afraid, it is so unreal..
But there’s no any other way..
My only courage is your honor
My only hope is your heart….
