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He has a machine do it. I worked at a hotel they stayed in for the King of Limbs tour and they had some assistants wheel some huge contraction into the building. Thom was staying in a suite on a high up floor, so they needed to use an elevator for it. The manager had me escort them onto a special staff elevator to transport bigger objects up the hotel. So, they wheel this big metal machine onto the elevator, and I push the bottom for the floor. I noticed the word 'Rachel' carved unto a plate attached to it and asks one of the guys what this thing is. 'Ehhh, Mr. Yorke been having some problem with the ole in-n-out, ya know? Home life ain't the best now.' Somewhat terrified, I helped them wheel it out of the elevator shaft to the room. One of the guys tripped and the contraption ran into a wall and turned on. Loud whirring sounds and an Aphex Twin song started to fill the hallway. The machine shook and an arm shot out with what I can only describe as the most scary looking synthetic vagina I have ever seen. One of the guys yells, 'Oi, fuck! It's loose! Get Thom on the telly!' The machines shaking around and the arm is smashing the walls. Soon one of the guys sets his phone on loudspeaker, and sure enough, I hear Thom bark something in a foreign language. The machine quiets down and retracts back to its original form. The assistants apologized and wheeled it into Thom's suite. Later that night I heard the machine again along with the sound of a man wailing in agony. Thom Yorke and the Radioheads will not be staying in this hotel again, that's for sure.

He is conditioned that way. A few years back Radiohead was touring and they played at a venue I work at in Atlanta. We helped unload stuff from their touring bus, and all that jazz. Weird thing is, we wheeled in a large case shaped like a horn. I thought it was strange, since I didn't remember any horns on Radiohead songs. Anyways, we stayed back while their people set up the stage and all that. Thom, Jonny, Ed, and Phil came in to do a soundcheck, and Thom goes over to the large horn case, which was still unopened, and kicks it. It starts to rumble and the latches then unlatch and the case opens. There was Colin, completely naked except for a saddle on his back and little hooves tied tightly to his hands and feet like a Chinese woman. Thom taps the floor twice with the heal of his boot and Colin rushes out on all fours. I could see tears in his eyes as Thom then mounts his saddle and starts yelling 'Yaw!' I looked over at Jonny, and he was turned away, trying not to look. Colin is now galloping all around the stage while Thom was singing parts from Lotus Flower. Ed was near me, so I turned to him and asked, 'What's going on? How can you let this happen to Colin?' Ed shrugged and says, 'It was either me or Colin, what can I do?' I continued to stare in disbelief at the spectacle before me. After a while, Colin seemed to be slowing down from running, and Thom turned red and was shouting at Colin to run faster. Eventually Colin just collapses and Thom slides off and starts having a tantrum on the floor. Some of their assistants pick him up and bring him backstage. Colin curled himself back into the case and shut it, then the other band members proceeded with the soundcheck like nothing happened. I really hope they don't come back.

Animal Collective is legitimately one of the worst bands of all time.
This is what happens when a bunch of faux-artsy numales really want to be cool and different but are too dumb and uninteresting to do it any way possible and also think they're too good for anything that conveys any kind of emotion. Or is catchy. Or is written well. Or has anything redeeming.
Listening to this god-awful band is like having an 8th grader beat me over the head with a finger painting. It is so contrived it's agonizing. These guys so hard to be artsy it sounds like the members have veigns popping out of their forehead.
It goes out of its way to be different because it has no other ways to be interesting and the way it's different is just random bullshit. It's lame as fuck and them cranking that factor up to 11 doesn't change that.
I don't expect any kind of rebuttal because their fans are the worst kind of hipsters that act like babies when someone doesn't like what they like and think insulting someone is an argument.

anyone has the flylo huh huh huh

Here's the thing about Freddie. The man had some serious pipes. He had a 4 octave range and he excelled in any octave. He wrote brilliant songs. And his stage presence was only matched by Adolf Hitler. Seriously, watch them play Radio Gaga at Live Aid and then watch a video of the Nuremburg rallies. We had better thank our lucky stars Freddie didn't go into politics or he would have taken over the world. But Queen as a whole had a brilliant dynamic. It wasn't just the Freddie Mercury backup band. They all made huge creative contributions to what made Queen what it is. Yes, Freddie wrore Somebody to Love, Killer Queen, and Bohemian Rhapsody, but Brian May wrote We Will Rock You, Save Me, and Fat Bottom Girls, John Deacon wrote I Want to Break Free, Another One Bites the Dust, and You're my Best Friend, and Roger Taylor wrote Radio Gaga and It's a Kind of Magic. Other bands like Nirvana for instance were not like that. Nirvana was basically just the Kurt Cobain backup band. Queen was this perfect storm of legendary talent, and Freddie was the face of it all, the delicious cherry on top of an already delicious sundae. He was the ambassador that allowed the amazing talent of combo that was Queen to be brought into our lives. He was the prism that focused the lazer beams from the brains of Roger, Brian, and John, and amplified them until they were powerful enough to blow our minds out through our ear holes. Yes, he was the most incredible front man who ever lived, hands down.

Raditude is Weezer's best album. Now before you groan, this isn't some contrarian opinion, this is objective fact. With this album the band shows their true colors: shallow, tasteless, banal, trend-hopping talentless hacks. Instead of Rivers hiding behind adolescent, pseudo-intellectual "deep" lyricism, he immerses himself in the kind of hallow, bland pop writing he represents at heart. Instead of dipping their toes in different styles like in the past, they go full-on, even bringing on Lil' Wayne to complete the scene. Raditude is Weezer at their most primal - stupid, angsty, and immature, and it's better to embrace that fact than to continue hiding behind a false sense of depth. Raditude is a more honest record than anything else Weezer has attempted, because it strips away every pretense and put-on they have cheated two generations of GenXers and Millennials with for over 20 years. Every Weezer album is ultimately an exercise in formulaic mediocrity (especially intelligence-insulting Pinkerton), but Raditude gives it to us straight: bad, but no bullshit. Every kissless virgin Weezer "fan" is oblivious to how truly awful they are, even during their so-called "classic period". They've proved nothing beyond their less-than-basic understanding of what makes a hit, and even then I balk at whoever was moronic enough to support the band by making their songs hits to begin with. Fuck Weezer, and fuck every loser who likes them.

i actually have after culinary school driver,, then my owned opened his did he leave a fucking loser

a close relationship with fuck off the housing market before the crash his own father he was an catering business in general?

you or was he just own works as sous chef in the back of the house.restaurant

he's retiring soon, he's working on a book about the indy race car kitchen though

and he got rich as your pathetic father?

what about but he still

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Who is him?

i actually have a close relationship with my owned fuck off the housing market before the crash his own father he was an catering busness after culinary school driver,, then opened his did he leave a fucking loser in general?

you or was he just own works as sous chef in the back of the house.restaurant

he's retiring soon, but he still he's working on a book about the indy race car kitchen though

and he got rich as your pathetic father?

what about

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If you don't listen to six or more albums a day (at least four being new listens), have at least 3 terabytes of downloaded music, ten fully-stocked shelves of vinyl, play at least five instruments, have an academic understanding of music theory, read and write sheet music, or at the very least perform live, you are unqualified to discuss music and should not be allowed to post here. Agree?

Hello, Sup Forums. I'm Powel Crosley, Jr., founder of the Crosley Radio Corporation. I hear this board has some very unsavory things to say about my company's turntables. Now let me tell you, with the most open-hearted sincerity and respect, that you need to shut the fuck up. Don't ever slander my company name or its products ever again, y'hear? I swear to fucking Christ, if I hear ONE word escape your pathetic loser mouths that is in any way negatively connection to the Crosley turntable setup, I will rain down upon you with such inconceivable disregard for mercy man has ever witnessed. You will rue the day that the name Crosley ever associated with anything below perfection in your puny little mind. I will END YOUR FUCKING LIFE YOU STUPID FUCKING MAGGOTS, and you can be sure as shit that any place that sells my products will turn you away, providing you even leave your tiny studio apartment, you fucking asswipes. YOU'RE DEAD, HEAR? DEAD! YOU DO NOT INSULT CROSLEY!!! I WILL BRUTALLY MURDER EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU SLOWLY AND PAINFULLY IF YOU DARE TAKE MY NAME IN VAIN! MARK MY FUCKING WORDS YOU WORTHLESS SCUM PILE!!!
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Teenagers think Pet Sounds is some kind of experimental emotional masterpiece when really it's just The Beatles 2 Faggotronic Boogaloo

I'm 28 years old, I'm probably older than the majority of people on Sup Forums. I've studied music theory in college for five years. I play more than five instruments including guitar and violin. I'm part if a rock duo and I perform monthly at various places. We've been working on an album since 2014. I think I know what I'm talking about.

To all you Pet Sounds fags, how much music theory do you know? What instruments do you play? I'm guessing none.

Why are there age limits? Why can’t I marry a 12-year-old? The fact that so many Americans still believe it should be illegal to marry a 12-year-old only tells you how far America still is from becoming a serious culture. The Europeans have long recognized that the greatest relationships of all times are between male adults and female adolescents, who are the most biologically fit to produce offspring, as well as the most physically attractive. Followers of the Muslim faith rank the highly controversial Aisha over all of their prophet Mohammed’s other wives, who were far past the prime age for reproduction. Americans are still blinded by puritan values. Adult females are more mentally developed than adolescents (not true, by the way), therefore they must be the greatest partners. Europeans engaged in relationships with adolescent European girls in the middle ages, radical Islamists engage in relationships with adolescent Muslim girls in the present. Americans are often totally ignorant of the virtues of relationships with adolescent girls, they barely know the biological benefits. No wonder they will think that sexual relations with 12-year-old girls should be criminalized.

I've got 3 terabytes of 60's pre-ambient
800 gigs of live recordings of this local band called the fuckerfucks. They played only 2 shows before breaking up but I had 11 redundant recording rigs all recording flac which I then layered over one another for 25,000 kbps bitrate.

8 terabytes of the beatles. No not THOSE beatles, the new beatles. They haven't recorded an album yet and technically they're not really a band yet but they're indie-gospel-post-funk-punk style is going to be huge when you guys hear their stuff in about 5 years.

4 petabytes of the Ethiopian Free Jazz wave that occurred in 1973 in a town called Wenji Gefersi.

18 terabytes of sound check recordings from the mid 90's band LFO. They only scored a hit with "I like girls (who wear abercrombie and fitch)" but they were way ahead of their time.

That's just my C: drive. I have 41 drives

i need the pasta about Sufjan Stevens & the Evian bottle

I saw MC Ride at a grocery store in Sacramento yesterday. I told him how cool it was to meet him in person, but I didn’t want to be a douche and bother him and ask him for photos or anything.
He said, “Oh, like you’re doing now?”
I was taken aback, and all I could say was “Huh?” but he kept cutting me off and going “huh? huh? huh?” and closing his hand shut in front of my face. I walked away and continued with my shopping, and I heard him chuckle as I walked off. When I came to pay for my stuff up front I saw him trying to walk out the doors with like fifteen Milky Ways in his hands without paying.
The girl at the counter was very nice about it and professional, and was like “Sir, you need to pay for those first.” At first he kept pretending to be tired and not hear her, but eventually turned back around and brought them to the counter.
When she took one of the bars and started scanning it multiple times, he stopped her and told her to scan them each individually “to prevent any electrical infetterence,” and then turned around and winked at me. I don’t even think that’s a word. After she scanned each bar and put them in a bag and started to say the price, he kept interrupting her by yawning really loudly.

Thankyou for keeping my pasta alive

I met Thom Yorke once. I was in California and I happened to run into him at a local diner. He was sitting alone and it looked like he'd only just started eating, so I decided to just go up and say hi (if his friends were there I would have just let him be). Anyway, I walk up and say hello and tell him I know him from Radiohead. Nothing. No reaction. Doesn't say a word. He just sits there, staring right through me. Staring intensely, but with no emotion whatsoever.

I begin to feel awkward, so I say "sorry to disturb you" and start to walk away but before I even get a chance to turn he just gets up suddenly and starts walking toward me, still making full eye contact. At first I thought he was going to try and barge into me or something, but at the last minute (like an inch away from me) he turns and heads toward the trash can. Then he starts dumping everything on his plate into it. One by one. Potatoes, carrots, everything. He picks up each bit of food up, holds it high above the can and drops it. Some of it didn't even make it into the trash because he wasn't looking at what he was doing.

Finally his plate is empty and this is the part that really fucking weirded me out. He looks around to check no one (but me) is looking, then slides the plate under his jacket and walks out.

I was just astounded, it was pretty surreal.

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Hey, these guys are pretty good. Not cringe at all.