Thom Yorke's acoustic performance on The Henry Rollins Show of "The Clock" from his new album The Eraser. www.ifc.com. There's another Thom Yorke performance featuring Jonny Greenwood and Nigel Godrich on the Independent Film Channel's (IFC) Henry Rollins Show airing July 15th, 10pm/1am est and 7pm/10pm pst. Encore showing July 20th, 11pm/2am est and 8pm/11pm pst.
Many people have asked where to find the rest of this interview. Search "Reflections On Kid A"Part 6 of an 8 part interview, shortly after Kid A.This video was given a good mention in April's edition of Q Magazine. That makes me feel special on the inside.
This is an interview with Thom Yorke from Radiohead regarding his new project "Eraser" - here why he did it and listen to some of the music from the new and fantastic album. (this video has been edited due to the 10 minute limit on youtube).Buy the "Eraser" album here: http://www.cdskiven.dk/default asp?view=albuminfo&albumid=730366&preorder=0&news=0&sale=0&secondhand=0&showGenre=0&showCat=1
Thom Yorke - The Eraser - Single MixStrobe light video to the song "The Eraser" from Thom Yorkes' Album "The Eraser" http://www.theeraser.net/ http://www.robjn.comProject Faust
Tibetan Freedom Concert 1998In 1998, Thom Yorke of Radiohead performed with R.E.M. at the Tibetan Freedom Concert in Washington, D.C. He sang Patti Smith's part of "E-Bow the Letter," a duet with lead singer Michael Stipe. Stipe also joined Radiohead for a song, singing Yorke's part on "Lucky." Watch "Lucky" here: http://youtube.com/watch?v=DS0 1mGiSUgE-Bow the Letter: [from New Adventures in Hi-Fi]Look up. What do you see?All of you and all of me,fluorescent and starry,some of them they surprisebusride. I went to write this, 4:00 a.m.this letter.fields of poppies, little pearls.All the boys and all the girlssweet-toothed, each and every one a little scary.I said your name.I wore it like a badge of teenage film stars,hash bars, cherry mash and tin foil tiaras.Dreaming of Maria Callas,whoever she is.This fame thing, I don't get it.I wrapped my hand in plastic to try to look through it.Maybelline eyes and girl-as-boy moves.I can take you far.This star thing, I don't get it.[I'll take you over. I'll take you there.]Aluminum, it tastes like fear.Adrenaline, it pulls us near.Will you live to 83?Will you ever welcome me,will you show me something that nobody else has seen?Smoke it, drink.Here comes the flood,anything to thin the blood.These corrosives do their magic slowly, and sweet.Phone, eat it, drink.just another chink,cuts and dents they catch the light.Aluminum, the weakest link.I don't want to disappoint you.I'm not here to annoint you.I would lick your feetbut is that the sickest move,I wear my own crown, and sadness, and sorrow,and who'd of thought tomorrow could be so strange?My loss. And here we go again.[I'll take you over. I'll take you there.]Aluminum, it tastes like fear.Adrenaline, it pulls us near.It tastes like fear.It pulls us near.Look up, what do you see?All of you and all of me,fluorescent and starrysome of them they surprise.I can't look it in the eyes.Seconal, spanish fly, absinthe, kerosene,cherry-flavored neck and collar.I can smell the sorrow on your breath.The sweat, the victory and sorrow.This smell thing, I got it.[I'll take you over. I'll take you there.]Aluminum, it tastes like fear.Adrenaline, it pulls us near.It tastes like fear.It pulls us near.It tastes like fear.It pulls us near.
