Jan 04, 2011 15:16
As I write this I feel Thom Yorke is channeling my soul...haunting it. He offers me no surprises and sure anyone can play guitar but he knows how to make me want to disappear completely without feeling like a creep. I know I might be wrong but they are my iron lung. with them everythings in its right place. I guess im lucky and i've found a band that keeps me climbing up the walls. they offer permanent daylight during the times in which i need a ripcord to prove myself and not blow out. bullet proof I wish I was...but i wont sulk. I can count on them to never leave me high and dry and be my airbag.