My father beat me with a curtain rod when I was nine, (That was) the inspiration for Creep

Metaphorically I am made of chairs. It's a metaphor though. That means I am not actually made of the chairs.

It's easy to be miserable. Being happy is tougher - and cooler.

i'M nOT thOM yorkE but a. ROBOT.

Are you such a dreamer To put the world to rights? I'll stay home forever Where two and two always makes a five I'll lay down the tracks Sandbag and hide January has April's showers And two and two always makes a five It's the devil's way now There is no way out You can SCREAM and you can shout It is too late now Because... You have not been Payin' attention! Payin' attention! Payin' attention! Payin' attention! You have not been paying attention!

I love listening to music with my mate. We don't do it often, but when we do we'll just sit there and lose our heads in it. Sooner or later he'll start saying something to the effect of "Hey, Thom, can you put in something else now?" but I'll just nod coldly and respond "not just yet". But after awhile, I'll finally budge. And that's when I crack a big smile and take out The Bends and put in Kid A. My friend just sighs and leaves the room, and I can't blame him. He's not ready for that leap yet.

It's maybe a good thing to try to make music that feels reassuring in some ways - something that's got a good feeling, a good vibe about it.