There's the beautiful people and then there's the rest of us.

Maybe I'm not the gloaming witches smart, but at least I'm not our stupid liffey hamburger mongrels

Most of my dancing is actually convulsions from having to listen to my own music

I could not extrapolate some emotion from any song after 1997 so I bought a drum machine and popped pills. The pink ones make me funny like elephants!

I don’t see it in terms of changing things, but rather using language and music as weapons for fighting a mainstream media which is predominately right-wing, and loyal to the political framework and it’s corporate interests.

Time is running out for us But you just move the hands upon the clock You throw coins in the wishing well For us You just move your hands upon the wall

Thom Yorke has a beautiful brain