Showing posts with label Radiohead. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Radiohead. Show all posts

2010/04/24

All I Need is an Umbrella called Understanding


I will never complain about the rain again. The craziest part of this video or film is that it takes place here on earth, its the small world that owns a far larger planet than we do. Imagine cannonballs of rain descending from the sky on us, its so violent and beautiful and frightening, it kills just as much as it feeds and helps create. I love how this planet knows what its doing. The Greeks had Gaia, among others and she was the Earth, the kind of woman Chino from The Deftones writes about.


The thought that a quick rain can fall and at most only drench my clothes, but in a smaller context leave a similar scene to the one in this video gives me a strange sense of perspective. It makes me think of humanity's worst, crimes, wars, plagues, famine, all the things we see as ultimate states of discomfort. All these things are as micro to the milky way as rain onto the small world of bugs is to us. The Macrocosm though never directly affected by the Microcosm, is of the same design and what happens on one has its corresponding happening on the other. "On Earth as it is in Heaven" Forget religion, this line always has been an reference to a ratio for me, you might as well be saying "on 2 as it is in 4", or "on 4 as it is in 16". What happens on Earth has its rationally scaled equivalent happening in the Universe.

2009/11/04

Blood Simple


There's a vampire craze, when isn't there? It happens. I think every generation has a vampire craze. The media loves it, they go on as if its never happened before. So lets pretend that the above picture is in fact Gary Oldman in the role of a Television Set.


We Suck Young Blood (Your Time is up.)

by Radiohead

from the album Hail to the Thief

released June 9, 2003


Are you hungry?

Are you sick?

Are you begging for a break?

Are you sweet?

Are you fresh?

Are you strung up by the wrists?


We want the young blood.


Are you fracturing?

Are you torn at the seams?

Would you do anything?

Flea-bitten? Motheaten?


We suck young blood.


Won't let the creeping ivy

Won't let the nervous bury me

Our veins are thinned

Our rivers poisoned


We want the sweet meats.

We want the young blood.

We suck young blood.

We want the young blood.