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Second cover of this song in the last four hours, and I'm not complaining. The Roy Markson cover and this one are both great.
Tonight, it was only 5 songs since we heard the Gigamesh cover. Music search says there are currently 7(!) covers on RP. Maybe William will play them all in a row sometime…
LLRP
Instrumental jazz Radiohead cover--I like it!
Now maybe add Brad Mehldau's "Paranoid Android" to the playlist?
And all those Radiohead covers he does : Knives Out, Exit Music, etc
To be fair, I'm not a drummer anyway. But I can't even imagine being able to play this with my hands. What's going on in your head?
The steering wheel drumming in the car is going to be difficult for this one.
Bohren & der Club of Gore meets Radiohead.
Keep 'em coming William!
This will be the soundtrack for my film noir
He walked in to the smokey basement bar, hat tipped to the side, gave the room a good once over.
He said, "hey dame, can I buy ya a drink?"
She snuffed out her cigarette out and said, "don't do me any favours, bub"
As it turns out - my LIFE is a film noir...
Then I asked her name, she said "It's
Salome Maloney, queen of the Ritz" (apologies to John Cooper Clarke, it fits)
Lacquered in a beehive
Her barnet didn't budge
Wet-look lips, she smiled as sweet as fudge
She had a number on her back
And sequins on her tits
The sartorial requirements
For females in the Ritz
He was complete with spats and tails
A Douglas Fairbanks moustache
Dirty fingernails
Whose snide innuendo was as subtle as the blitz
Waltzed off with Salome in his greasy little mitts
Standing in the dandruff light
Trying to get pissed
Amongst the headlice, Old Spice, Brut and Body Mist
How can she be seen dead
Dancing with that tit
Her being Salome, el supremo of the Ritz
Tables flew, bottles broke
The bouncers shouted "lumber"
The dummy got too chummy
In a Bing Crosby number
The bouncers said it's suicide
Trying to get your mitts
On Salome Maloney, the queen of the Ritz
When the ambulances came
She was lying on the deck
She'd fell off her stiletto heels
And broke her fucking neck
The band threw down their instruments
The management threw fits
She's dead. She don't bring the business to the Ritz
The Over Twenty-Ones night said it was a shame
The Divorcee Club will never be the same
Joe Loss killed himself and Vic Sylvester quit
When the death dance drama did away with the Ritz
When the last waltz withered
And the quickstep stopped
The ladies' excuse-me was permanently blocked
And now Mecca make a living
Selling little bits
Of Salome Maloney
In the wreckage of the Ritz
Now that would make a great Film Noir.
Cover of Radiohead trash is still trash.
Enlightening perspective - thanks
He walked in to the smokey basement bar, hat tipped to the side, gave the room a good once over.
He said, "hey dame, can I buy ya a drink?"
She snuffed out her cigarette out and said, "don't do me any favours, bub"
As it turns out - my LIFE is a film noir...
Kid A is still the greatest thing Radio Head ever did IMHO.
Maybe I'm too old to feel that bleak anymore.
As you were.
8
Blessedly, mercifully without Thom Yorke's warble-angst.
hehe, even though I like most of his warble-songs, that is so funny.
Instrumental jazz Radiohead cover--I like it!
Now maybe add Brad Mehldau's "Paranoid Android" to the playlist?
Blessedly, mercifully without Thom Yorke's warble-angst.
Just a awful as the original
Now maybe add Brad Mehldau's "Paranoid Android" to the playlist?
Now, can we please have some Badbadnotgood?



The steering wheel drumming in the car is going to be difficult for this one.
Logically the next song in that set should be Vienna Teng's "Passage".